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THE 


BAPTIST  PSALMODY 

A 

FOR 

THE  WORSHIP   OF  GOD. 

BY 

BASIL    MANLY,    D.D. 

AND 

B.   MANLY,  Jr. 


NEW    YOKE: 
SHELPON  &  COMPANY,  677   BROADWAY, 

Under  Grand  Central  Hotej 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1850,  by 

The  Southern  Baptist  Publication  Society, 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  th 

District  of  South  Carolina. 


PREFACE 


A.T  the  request  of  various  brethren,  more  or  less 
formally  presented,  and  of  the  Board  of  the  South- 
ern Baptist  Publication  Society,  we  have  prepared 
this  Hymn-Book  for  the  use  of  the  Churches. 

The  principles  on  which  it  is  compiled  can  be 
best  ascertained  by  an  examination  of  the  work 
itself;  it  is  therefore  needless  to  detail  them.  Our 
brethren  will  feel  assured  that  we  have  spared  no 
labor  or  pains  to  render  this  offering  useful  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  servants  of  the  Lord.  To  the  Chris- 
tian candor  of  all  such,  and  especially  to  the  bless- 
ing of  Him  who  has  prescribed  "singing  and  making 
melody  in  the  heart,"  as  part  of  his  worship,  we 
prayerfully  commend  our  work. 

B.  Manly, 
B.  Manly,  Jr. 

rNlVERSITT  OF  ALABAMA,  ) 

fucy,  1850.  J 


SYLLABUS  OF  THE  ARRANGEMENT 


N.  B. — The  figures  on  the  line  helow  each  topic  refer  to  hymns  in 
other  parts  of  the  book,  relating  to  it. 

I.— ATTRIBUTES  OF  GOD.  Hymn, 

Eternity 1-5 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  .» 6-12 

106,  406. 

Majesty  and  Infinity 18-19 

36,  39,  41,  43,  44,  49,  69,  125. 

Holiness 20-24 

312,  313. 

Love 25-27 

564,  664,  666,  &67,  1122. 

Faithfulness 28-3S 

,     122,  123. 

II.— ACTS  OF  GOD. 

Creation 34-37 

38,  46,  114,  118. 

Government  of  Nature    38-46 

821,  1072,  1076. 

Providence 47-65 

26,  778,  1078,  1079. 

Condescension  and  Goodness 66-78 

15,  81,  803,  929. 

Grace  and  Mercy 79-89 

86,  171,  183^  822,  491,  574,  577,  578,  929. 
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SYLLABUS    OF    THE    ARRANGEMENT. 
DI._ TVOESHD?   OF   GOD.  Hymn. 

God's  Presence  invoked 90-106 

11,  20,  686,  731,  849,  852. 

Universal  Praise 1 07-127 

16,  17,  18,  13,  22,  27,  42,  63,  71,  77,  1014- 
1018,  1020. 

IV.— THE  TRINITY 128-135 

90,  814,  1012,  1028. 

V.— CHRIST. 

Divinity  and  Incarnation 1?6-148 

Sufferings  and  Death 149-166 

168,  170,  172,  379,  380.  381,  398,  408,  760, 
761,  933. 

Resurrection 167-180 

165,  842-846. 

Intercession , 181-191 

477. 

"Barnes  and  Offices 192-214 

Praise  to  Christ 215-248 

82,  89,  127,  174,  203,  578-589,  667. 

VI. -THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Influence  in  preparing  for  "Worship 249-254 

321,  84S,  849,  851,  878,  881,  884. 

In  Regenerating 255-261 

405,  410,  411,  467,  875,  878,  880,  1025,  1028, 
1071. 

In  Sanctifying 262-27? 

404,  535,  664,  878,  1064,  1066,  1082. 

In  Comforting 278-284 

664,  714,  880,  884. 

VTL— THE  SCRIPTURES 285-305 

319,  1046,  1121. 

VIII.—  MAN'S  NATURAL  STATE 306-31.? 


SYLLABUS    OF    THE    ARRANGEMENT. 

IX.— THE  GOSPEL.  HymM 

Its  Excellence - - 817-322 

77,  80,  83,  117,  288,  &c. ;  339,  340,  400,  409, 
816,  817. 

Invitations 323-350 

87,  200-202,  911,  1050,  1051,  1058. 

Expostulations  and  "Warnings 351-391 

16,  25,  126,  343,  640,  1044,  1047,  1086,  1087, 
1099. 

X.— SALVATION. 

Through  Christ  alone 392-409 

149,  201,  206-208,  213,  260,  294,  312-316,  440, 
468-471,  478,  485,  494,  522,  541,  575. 

By  Faith 410-416 

467,  537-541,  549. 

XL— CONVERSION. 

Conviction : ...- .  417^25 

306-310,  405,  437,  443,  445. 

Repentance 426-^36 

163,  434,  686,  733,  735,  1120. 

Pleading  for  Pardon 437-448 

207,  313,  314,  341,  431,  433,  462,  729,  784. 

Pleading  for  converting  Grace 449-467 

74,432,  517,723,  726,  732. 

Believing  in  Christ 463-488 

409,  442,  455,  503,  504,  736. 

XIL— CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE  AND  PRIVI- 
LEGES. 

S elf-Examination 489-494 

106,  351. 

Renouncing  the  "World 495-504 

490,  351-353. 

Dedication  to  God 505-532 

35,  430,  434,  508,  541,  565. 
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SYLLABUS    OF    THE    ARRANGEMENT. 


Dependence  on  God 533-545 

12,  54,  55,  57-61,  64,  65,  79,  212,  214,  686, 
772,  815,  940. 

Faith  in  God    546  561 

50,  51,  53,  75,  511,  512,  773,  774,  779,  815, 
821,  826,  830-838,  363,  935. 

Love  to  God 562-589 

62,  72,  77,  78,  83,  85,  111,  158,  204,  215-248, 
287,  399,  403,  833,  925,  939. 

Love  to  Christians 590-598 

913-917,  941,  1148-1152. 

Love  to  Man 599-614 

807. 

TIope 61S-6S2 

Joy 623-630 

480. 

Humility 631-636 

745,  753,  807. 

Zeal  and  Energy 637-651 

Holy  Desires 652-677 

103,  420,  425,  454,  539,  719,  730. 

Prayer  and  Watchfulness e 673-696 

*108,  105,  1140-1144. 

Temptations  and  Vicissitudes 697-719 

197,  484,  561. 

Repentance  for  Backsliding 720-736 

422,  449,  452,  453,  655,  656. 

Resignation 737-800 

45,  47,  50-53,  56, 198,  329,  E 56,  560,  561,  567, 
569,  683,  700,  821,  1089. 

Blessedness  of  Believers 801-880 

413,  488,  555,  862. 

Perseverance  in  Holiness 881-838 

82,  177,  181,  209,  814,  824,  825,  827   828. 


SYLLABUS    OF    THE    ARRANGEMENT. 

XIII.— THE  CHURCH  AND  ITS  ORDINANCES,      h™. 

The  Lord's  Day 889-85* 

143,  673,  864,  865,  1124. 

Delight  in  Worship 857-871 

918. 

Revivals 572-888 

949,  951. 

Baptism 889-910 

523,  912. 

«hurch  Fellowship 911-917 

529-532,  590-598,  1148,  1150,  1151. 

The  Lord's  Supper 918-941 

464. 

Ordinations , » » , .   942-955 

893,  1035-1041. 

Con^itution  and  Dedication  of  Churches  956  -967 

101. 

Glory  and  Safety  of  the  Church 988-986 

33,  75,  194,  861,  863,  992,  993,  999,  1000. 

Missions —  .  987-1043 

881,  8S5. 


XIV.— PARTICULAR  CLASSES  AND   OCCA- 
SIONS. 

The  Young 1044-1070 

Seamen - 1071-1076 

New  Year , 1077-1089 

Seasons  of  the  Year 1090-1100 

National  Thanksgiving  and  Fast 1101-1120 

Morning  and  Evening 1121-1140 

Parting 1147-1160 

679. 

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SYLLABUS    OF    THE    aRRANGLME.VT. 

XV.-TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

Shortness  of  Time 11G1  -117* 

73,  785,  1080,  1083,  1085,  1099. 

Death 1177-1228 

786-789. 

Resurrection 1229-1 237 

Judgment 1238-1259 

383,  385,  1001. 

Heaven 1280-1295 

597,  615-618,  621,  622,  665,  840,  851-S53, 
865. 

XVI.— DOXOLOGIES 1296 

10 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King 453 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 92") 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone 834 

A  few  more  days  on  earth  to  spend 621 

Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near 764 

Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe 423 

A  friend  there  is — your  voices  join 193 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave 94 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 844 

Again  returns  the  day  of  holy  rest 847 

A  glory  in  the  word  we  find 296 

Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man 312 

A  host  of  spirits  round  the  throne SWS 

Ah !  whither  should  I  go 432 

Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  . . .' 434 

Alas,  how  poor  and  little  worth 11 71 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise 699 

All  hail,  incarnate  God 1008 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 239 

All  nature  sings  God's  boundless  love 287 

All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord 109 

All  yesterday  is  gone  364 

Almighty  Father  of  mankind 797 

Almighty  God,  eternal  Lord 93 

Almighty  maker  of  my  frame 1165 

Amazing  graee,  how  sweet  the  sound 574 

Amazing  sight,  the  Saviour  stands 381 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 641 

Am  I  called  ?  and  can  it  be 430 

And  am  I  born  to  die 1233 

And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive 422 

And  art  thou,  gracious  Master,  gone 510 

And  be  it  so — that  till  this  hour 736 

And  can  I  yet  delay 517 

And  can  mine  eyes  without  a  tear 436 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high „ .  751 

And  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 363 

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[NDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES 

And  didst  thou,  Jesus,  condescend 447 

And  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just 154 

And  is  this  life  prolonged  to  me 6*0 

And  let  our  bodies  part 1151 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 1287 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 1 28? 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have 1 498 

And  must  this  body  die 1 229 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 1 088 

And  will  the  great,  eternal  God 964 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 1 245 

And  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend 74 

Another  day  is  past: 1138 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done 856 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 456 

Arise  hi  all  thy  splendor,  Lord 1011 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 477 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers 577 

Arise,  my  tend'rest  thoughts,  arise 811 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 1013 

As  blows  the  wind,  and  in  its  flight 258 

Ascend  thy  throne,  Almighty  King 877 

Asleep  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep 1215 

As  much  have  I  of  worldly  good 753 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays 426 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung 407 

As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beam 702 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command 9^7 

Assembled  in  our  school  once  more 1O70 

Astonished  and  distressed 420 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home 2^4 

A  throne  of  grace,  then  iet  us  go 680 

At  length  the  wished-for  spring  is  come 1095 

Attend,  and  mark  the  solemn  fast 606 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord 927 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn , 744 

Awake,  all-conquering  arm,  awake 1010 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 582 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song 223 

Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake 640 

Awake,  my  gratitude,  and  sing 188 

Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue 575 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 1 1 23 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 4*4 

Awake,  my  soul ;  stretch  every  nerve- 644 

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INDEX    OF    IIEST    LINES. 

Awake,  my  tongue ;  thy  tribute  bring 117 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls - . .  842 

Awake,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears 643 

Awake,  ye  saints,  awake 840 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes 1084 

Away,  my  unbelieving  tear , ,   561 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death 907 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 10T 

Before  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad 1ST 

Before  the  pool  a  sufferer  lay 46< 

Before  thy  throne,  eternal  King 983 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme 23 

Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near 773 

Behold,  a  Stranger  at  the  door 343 

Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God 201 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight 153 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive 165 

Behold,  the  day  is  come 1 250 

Behold  the  gift  of  God 192 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 240 

Behold,  the  grace  appears 144 

Behold,  the  great  Physician  stands .- 203 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bore 380 

Behold,  the  morning  sun 289 

Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 999 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 159 

Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb 393 

Behold  the  Son  of  God  appears 15C 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone 194 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 678 

Behold  thy  -waiting  servant,  Lord 693 

Behold  what  witnesses  unseen 647 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 615 

Behold !  where,  in  the  friend  of  man 612 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth 1101 

Believing  souls,  of  Christ  beloved 917 

Be  merciful  to  us,  O  God 1029 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head 11 80 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 511 

Beside  the  gospel  pool , 459 

Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares 775 

Bestow,  O  Lord,  upon  our  youth r 1058 

Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God 123 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 124 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Bleeding  hearts,  defiled  by  sin 337 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God 816 

Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God 8ft 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 807 

Blest  are  the  men  whose  mercies  move 6»>4 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 806 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 590 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 801 

Blest  be  the  dear,  uniting  love 1150 

Blest  be  the  Father,  and  his  love 131 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 1148 

Blest  Comforter  divine 273 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 866 

Blest  is  the  man,  whose  softening  heart 605 

Blest  Jesus,  while  in  mortal  flesh 692 

Blest  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays 843 

Blest  Sabbath,  day  of  holy  rest 840 

Blest,  who  with  generous  pity  glows 601 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 325 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed 940 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 618 

Bright  glories  rush  upon  my  sight 1283 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led 29ft 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 351 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave 891 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night 315 

But  who  shall  see  the  glorious  day ....    .       1 034 

Can  sinners  hope  for  heaven 387 

Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 1212 

Cease  ye,  when  days  of  darkness  come 33 

Children,  hear  the  melting  story 1050 

Children,  in  years  and  knowledge  young 1049 

Children  of  the  Heavenly  King 627 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  oar  theme 321 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 178 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies 211 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  from  above 277 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light 263 

Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part 1152 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day S51 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 91 

Come,  every  pious  heart 171 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 264 

Come,  guiln  sinners,  come  and  see 1 58 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Come,  happy  serais,  adore  the  Lamb «  889 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 89 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 826 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast  . 341 

Come,  Holy  Ghost !  inspire  our  songs  ....... 230 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 250 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ;  Let  thy 263 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  With  energy 257 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine 906 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above 253 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 249 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Guest ,  278 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord,  0  come 914 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord :  Stranger 915 

Come,  let  our  voices  join 1059 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise  125 

Come,  let  us  anew , 1081 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  244 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above 984 

Come,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 853 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 88 

Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart 1290 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 461 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 18 

Come,  poor  sinner,  come  and  see 344 

Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 878 

Come,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice 327 

Come,  sinner,  to  the  gospel  feast 333 

Come,  sound  nis  praise  abroad 126 

Come,  .thou  Almighty  King 130 

Come,  thou  eternal  Spirit,  come 265 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 578 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 193 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit 254 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed 330 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 623 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 348 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 323 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord 25 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 580 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 823 

Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 227 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord 753 

Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove e 8 

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INDEX    'JF    FIRST    LINES. 

Dark  was  the  hour  when  Jesus  bore 155 

1  >ark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 152 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 1030 

Deare&t  of  all  the  names  above 399 

Dear  Friend  of  friendless  sinners,  hear 454 

I>ear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 714 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul 710 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 529 

Dear  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 720 

Dear  Shepherd  of  the  people,  hear 956 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid 1188 

Death  has  been  here'  and  borne  away 1228 

Deathless  spirit,  drop  thy  clay 1194 

Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now 1184 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made 202 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 408 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  ( *  sinner,  &c 556 

Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 423 

Descend,  celestial  Dove 900 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 435 

Didst  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame 677 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 1159 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 490 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word 905 

Draw  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah 90 

Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations 1113 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 1136 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 871 

Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long 246 

Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress 701 

Eternal  bliss,  or  lasting  woe : 1086 

Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 35 

Eternal  God !  almighty  Power 22 

Eternal  God,  our  humbled  souls 1118 

Eternal  God,  our  wondering  souls 558 

Eternal  Power,  almighty  God 69 

Eternal  Power,  most  holy  God 24 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 1091 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 266 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 267 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise 36 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand 877 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God at 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 413 

Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are 31 

Faith  is  a  previous  grace    410 

Faith  is  of  endless  iife  the  spring 416 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence .  414 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 968 

Far  from  affliction,  toil,  and  care 1220 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone 918 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 1286 

Father,  adored  in  worlds  above 69? 

Father,  at  thy  call  I  come 431 

Father,  forgive,  the  Saviour  cried 613 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine 86 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand 759 

Father,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just 748 

Father,  1  .ong,  T  faint  to  see 1291 

Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise  611 

Father,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 1003 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 467 

Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 780 

Father  of  all !  we  bow  to  thee 693 

Father  of  glory,  to  thy  name .    135 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear .....  949 

Father  of  mercies,  condescend ir>2 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  house _ 942 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 295 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace       609 

Father  of  spirits,  nature's  Cod 9 

Father,  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift 535 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 749 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands 831 

Flung  to  the  heedless  winds 1222 

For  a  season  called  to  part 1147 

Forever  blessed  be  the  Lord 269 

Forever  with  the  Lord  ! 1292 

Forgiveness  !  'tis  a  joyful  sound 322 

For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands 523 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love 1094 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns 852 

Friend  after  friend  departs 11917 

From  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 101 6 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life 1053 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 679 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 1019 

From  shore  to  shore  shall  Jesus  stretch  his  sway 997 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

From  sin's  dark  depths,  my  God,  to  thee 487 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high 338 

From  thy  dear,  pierced  side ly5 

Gently,  Lord,  0,  gently  lead  us 788 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 645 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high 84 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 965 

Glory  to  God  on  high 222 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's  name 129 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 1141 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim 1039 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 292 

God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise 106 

God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 26 

God  is  the  fountain  whence 78 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 972 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 50 

God,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope 550 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee 1161 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace 427 

God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 1060 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth 799 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down 785 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 1127 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 567 

God  of  my  life,  thy  constant  care 1088 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call 784 

God  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise 1079 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 1121 

God  of  the  seas,  whose  ruling  voice 709 

God's  holy  law,  transgressed 395 

God  with  us,  O  glorious  name 138 

G  o,  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord 947 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 157 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God 1035 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound 80 

Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear 4«2 

■Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine 26] 

Great  Father  of  our  feeble  race 251 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame 5 

Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 1054 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear 1093 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 860 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 1105 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou 1 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim 508 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 14 

Great  God,  in  whom  we  live  and  move 1057 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just 1193 

Great  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 62 

Great  God,  now  condescend 1066 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 1005 

Great  God,  thy  penetrating  eye 12 

Great  God,  "'tis  from  thy  sovereign  grace 79 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 1137 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 1078 

Great  God,  we  would  to  thee  make  known .1061 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear 1247 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 1002 

Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 286 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 974 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace 310 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 873 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame 45 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies 1115 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel 876 

Great  Sovereign  of  the  earth  and  sky 96i 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 537 

Had  I  a  throne  above  the  rest 565 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews 563 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus  !  how  divine 224 

Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 1 149 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning 993 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 995 

Happy,  forever  happy,  he 599 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord 600 

Happy  the  man,  who  finds  the  grace 812 

Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  place 970 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 562 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined 985 

Hark !  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace 383 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 1178 

Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord 491 

Hark !  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high,  &c 359 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 248 

Hark !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes 145 

Hark  I  the  herald  angels  sing 141 

Bark !  the  song  of  jubilee 994 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 160 

Hark  !  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear 342 

Hark !  what  celestial  sounds 140 

Hark !  what  mean  those  holy  voices 142 

Hark  i  what  mean  those  lamentations 1021 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 1018 

Haste,  0  sinner,  now  be  wise 861 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me 438 

Head  of  the  church  !  to  thee  we  bow 950 

Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you 357 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent 379 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 12*  >7 

Heaven  has  confirmed  the  dread  decree 1179 

Heaven  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease 1265 

Heavenly  Father,  Sovereign  Lord 113 

He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 168 

He  knelt :  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed 156 

He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives  184 

He  reigns !  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns 1257 

Here  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God ,   ....  470 

Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet 936 

Here  in  thy  name,  eternal  God      960 

Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come  904 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God 829 

He  who,  on  earth,  as  man  was  known 217 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 15 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 1267 

His  sacred  head,  the  Holy  One 81*3 

Hither  we  come,  our  dearest  Lord 898 

Ho !  every  one  that  thirsts 336 

Holy  and  reverent  is  the  name 20 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness 276 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 272 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 21 

Holy  Source  of  consolation 275 

Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high 270 

Hosanna  to  the  God  of  love 232 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light 174 

Hosanna,  with  a  cheerful  sound 1125 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 1078 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 943 

How  blest  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 805 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 1201 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 594 

How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 814 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

How  can  we  see  the  children,  Lord 1065 

How  charming  is  the  place 867 

How  condescending  and  how  kind 929 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 857 

How  firm  a  foundation,  &c 828 

How  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 920 

How  great,  how  terrible  that  God 1258 

How  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and  grace 243 

How  happy  are  they 625 

How  happy 's  every  child  of  grace 619 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 1048 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state 802 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot 811 

How  happy  they,  who  know  the  Lord 803 

How  hast  thou,  Lord,  in  righteous  wrath 1117 

How  heavy  is  the  night 316 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies 255 

How  honored  is  the  place 973 

How  is  our  nature  spoiled  by  sin 308 

How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign 1236 

How  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive  883 

How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart . .  729 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove  . . . : 32 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 861 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 858 

How  pleasing  is  the  voice 109(5 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 298 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 314 

9ow  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God 13 

flow  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear 392 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 1046 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life 11 62 

How  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run 1197 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave 1181 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 937 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 319 

How  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest 770 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 591 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay 696 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 533 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile 868 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 716 

How  tender  is  thy  hand 757 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 1166 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies 1172 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor 97 

I  am  weary  of  straying,  &c WO 

I  cannot  call  affliction  sweet 754 

I  come,  the  great  Redeemer  cries 151 

If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide 1 214 

If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 830 

If  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 64 

If  h'nnan  kindness  meets  return 930 

If  I  must  die,  0  let  me  die 11S9 

If  on  a  quiet  sea 738 

1  hear  a  voice  that  comes  from  far 373 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  And  ever 185 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ;  What  comfort Ib6 

I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 568 

I  'B  think  upon  the  woes 761 

I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man <210 

I  love  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  cries  . . . 576 

I  love  the  sacred  book  of  God 3o4 

I  love  the  sons  of  grace 593 

1  love  the  volume  of  thy  word 302 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 982 

I  love  to  see  the  Lord  below 870 

I  love  to  steal  awliile  away 691 

1 'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 832 

1  my  Ebenezer  raise lut>9 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 649 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 6 

In  all  pay  ways,  O  God 1146 

In  doubt's  dim  twilight  here  I  stray 539 

Indulgent  God  of  love  and  power 9»9 

Indulgent  God,  to  thee  we  pray 1040 

In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too 674 

In  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong 779 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 475 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine 226 

In  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  rebuke 794 

In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love 597 

Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 911 

In  the  bright  season  of  thy  youth 1044 

In  thine  assembly  here  we  stand 896 

in  thy  furrow,  darksome  grave 1237 

In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er 508 

In  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find 499 

In  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 1218 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

In  vain  we  lavish  out  out  lives 404 

In  vain  we  wait  his  presence  now 1227 

1  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 4:96 

I  sing  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death 167 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 633 

Is  this  the  kind  return 722 

I  saw  beyond  the  tomb -. 1253 

It  is  not  dying,  when  our  friends 1202 

It  is  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  light 768 

It  is  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  hand 1183 

1  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high 792 

I  would,  but  cannot  sing 704 

I  would  not  live  alway,  &c 1280 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 488 

Jehovah  reigns :  he  dwells  in  light 38 

Jehovah  reigns  :  his  throne  is  high 40 

Jehovah  speaks — Seek  ye  my  face 457 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home 1WA 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home •'....  1 2^5 

Jesus    and  shall  it  ever  be 523 

Jesus    delightful,  charming  name 5»5 

Jesus,  exalted  far  on  high -. 632 

Jesus,  full  of  aU  compassion 444 

Jesus,  full  of  every  grace 446 

Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory 242 

Jesus,  how  precious  is  thy  name 2<  >5 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name §87 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise 1007 

Jesus,  immutably  the  same. 212 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 516 

Jesus,  in  whom  but  thee  above 524 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 938 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies 932 

J  esus,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace 199 

i  esus,  let  thy  pitying  eye  . .  .■ 732 

Jepus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 595 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 543 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gene 476 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  1  own  thee  God 136 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  God 711 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 214 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace 607 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 1004 

Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear , 94$ 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King    228 

Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine 401 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend 442 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few .  339 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 469 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 667 

Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget 926 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 99 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 101 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 1209 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 632 

J  oin  all  the  glorious  names 2U6 

Join,  every  tongtie,  to  praise  the  Lord 109£ 

Joy  is  a  fruit  ttiat  will  not  grow 628 

Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come 146 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea ,  472 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things 49 

Kind  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 553 

Kindred;  and  friends,  and  native  land - .  .1042 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 916 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong 03 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise 651 

Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears 293 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  dying  love 464 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 290 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 1045 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown . .  305 

Let  every  creature  join 119 

Let  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing 1109 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 334 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviotir  say 552 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be 1173 

Let  party  names  no  more 593 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 912 

Let  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise 204 

Let  sinners  take  their  course 512 

Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord 132 

Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 613 

Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  make  me  lowly 631 

Let  us  awake  our  joys 287 

Let  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 91 9 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue 503 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice 979 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LIKES. 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice 97ft 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake ...  ^'44 

Lifo  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 1230 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord    . .  .1174 

Lift  up  your  joyful  eyes  and  s<3*      .   8^8 

Like  Israel,  Lord,  am  I . 7ort 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray  .     1B3 

Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  rewinding .1 252 

Lo !  he  cometh ;  countless  trumpets 1251 

Long  as  I  live  I  '11  bless  thy  name. 571 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 73 1 

Look,  ye  saints — the  sight  is  glorious 233 

Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land . 1244 

Lord,  assist  us  by  thy  grace 1063 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie 443 

Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold 939 

Lord,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  fur  me 479 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 1157 

Lord,  forever  at  thy  side • 635 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 808 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was 413 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  and  in  thine  aid 903 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine  .....' 532 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 687 

Lord,  I  deserve  thy  deepest  wrath , 445 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart 634 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 3^1 

Lord,  I  would  come  to  thee 533 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 309 

Lord,  in  humble,  sweet  submission 909 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear 1124 

Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land 1103 

Lord,  let  thy  presence  now  attend 954 

Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here 1110 

Lord,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand , , , 740 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise , 959 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 951 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 862 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 998 

Lord,  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day 4(56 

Lord,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray 103 

Lord,  thou  hast  been  thy  childr  en's  God 3 

Lord,  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land 1111 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  at-i  seen  me  through .      7 

Lord,  thou  last  won,  at  length  I  yield 474 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 11 44 

Lord,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 53s 

Lord,  unnmicted,  undismayed 75s 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs 47 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin 3"r> 

Lord,  we  are  sinners  in  thy  sight ,  - 41  '•' 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 9»« 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults 40 "• 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way 7S;*> 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 116-4 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I 51o 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this 6  1  <; 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  1175 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high 21  rt 

Lord,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne 686 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 1107 

Lord,  with  a  grieved  and  aching  heart 450 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 19 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 664 

Lo  !  round  the  throne,  at  God's  right  hand i269 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 1277 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 592 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 540 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 215 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 1160 

Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come .  1259 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire -  721 

Mistaken  souls  that  drear i  of  heaven . .  415 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 169 

Mortals,  awake  !  with  angels  join 139 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 1104 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 675 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so 650 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 541 

My  Father,  God — and  may  these  lips 566 

My  formei  hopes  are  fled 417 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows 1 132 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 1122 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 800 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name 507 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 747 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise Ill 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love &06 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love 505 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

M  v  God,  my  prayer  attend 586 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 670 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 6'24 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 793 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right , 519 

My  Maker  and  my  King 565 

My  Saviour,  fill  my  soul 653 

My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 4S0 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend 581 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord 59 

My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need 57 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord 1047 

My  sorrows,  like  a  flood 433 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 638 

My  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day ; 1 1 82 

My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight 4V»7 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 859 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 654 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 70 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God 569 

My  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord 573 

My  soul,  with  joy  attend 209 

My  soid  would  fain  indulge  a  hope, 705 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone . .  559 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord 700 

My  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies 809 

My  times  are  in  thy  hand 742 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy 741 

Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came 786 

Nature,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 116 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands 317 

Nay,  shrink  not  from  the  word  farewell 1156 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 554 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 468 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard 1279 

No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here 117(r 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 894 

iSot  all  t;ne  outward  forms  on  earth 260 

Not  frviO.  the  dust  affliction  grows 752 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 87 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 988 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 579 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 1017 

Now,  by  the  mercies  of  our  God 59fl 

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INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Now,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 1146 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 172 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal 1082 

Now  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart 526 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time 360 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace 858 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 131 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime 66? 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 1131 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 2^0 

Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know 221 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 403 

Object  of  my  first  desire 588 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 481 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  His  grace 572 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  Let  all 72 

0  cease,  my  wandering  soul 349 

0  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 656 

0  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth 218 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 10^2 

O'er  the  realms  of  Pagan  darkness 102C 

Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know 712 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 730 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 548 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God .•  652 

0  for  an  overcoming  faith 11S7 

0  for  a  principle  within 657 

J  for  a  shout  of  joy 27 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 18o 

O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight 128i 

0  fDr  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 225 

0  for  that  city,  fair  and  bright 1294 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart .' 424 

O  for  the  death  of  those 1211 

O  God,  my  strength,  my  hope 662 

0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 61 

0  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call 440 

O  God  of  Zion,  from  thy  throne b74 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 2 

O  God,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 756 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 530 

O  happy  saints,  who  dwell  in  light 12H6 

O  happy  soul !  that  lives  on  high 810 

O  help  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  need 63A 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Ohere,  if  ever,  God  of  love 9« 

O.  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy 887 

O,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 303 

O  King  of  Zion,  thee  we  praise 955 

O,  lay  not  up  upon  this  earth , 370 

O,  let  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 1288 

O  Lord,  and  shall  our  fainting  souls 884 

O  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 890 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown .  .114j 

O  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  fee't 1064 

O  Lord,  if  in  the  book  of  life 833 

0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee 551 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil 750 

O  Lord,  our  God,  arise 1012 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King 67 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 82 

O  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteousness 795 

O  Lord,  thou  art  my  Lord 518 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart 661 

O  Lord,  thy  perfect  word 300 

O  Lord,  thy  righteous  law  demands 396 

O  Lord,  thy  tender  mercy  hears 44V 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive '. 875 

O  Lord,  to  us  assembled  here  98 

O  Lord,  we  in  thy  footsteps  tread 899 

O  Lord,  when  billows  o'er  me  rise 697 

O  Lord,  where'er  thy  saints  apart 967 

O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 666 

O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed 465 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness 718 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong 713 

Once  more,  before  we  part 1153 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 1126 

Once  more  we  meet  to  pray 724 

On  earth  the  song  begins 229 

One  there  is  above  all  others 196 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 1276 

On  that  great,  that  awful  day 1246 

'  On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God 1180 

On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call 1114 

On  the  mountain-top  appearing 992 

On  wings  of  faith,  mount  up,  &c 1271 

O  our  Redeemer  God 880 

O  praise  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 121 

0,  praise  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  your  glad  voice     ........  116 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

0  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart 520 

U,  sing  to  him  who  loved  and  bled 234 

O,  sing  to  me  of  heaven 1295 

O,  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 1120 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  God 1025 

0,  strange  infirmity !  to  think 837 

0,  tell  me  no  more,  &c 501 

O  that  I  could  repent 425 

O  that  I  knew  the  place 671 

0  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 728 

0  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 463 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 659 

O  Thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 781 

O  Thou,  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy 5.3 

O  Thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more •   931 

( )  Thou,  that  hearest  prayer ool 

O  Thou,  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith 455 

0  Thou,  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 452 

C)  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 66 

O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time 957 

0  Thou,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 732 

0  Thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 1  )32 

O  Thou,  whose  compassionate  care 771 

O  Thou,  whose  mercy  guides  my  way 769 

( )ur  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 274 

( )ur  days,  alas,  our  mortal  days ]  168 

Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven 6H4 

Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne 945 

Our  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands 820 

Our  God  invites  the  wanderers  home 345 

Our  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name 1<'77 

Our  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas 1<  »74 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 179 

Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave SO? 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  are 1273 

Our  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb 928 

Out  of  the  deeps,  0  Lord,  we  call 313 

0,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 328 

0,  what  am  I  ?  my  soul,  awake 4S9 

0,  where  is  now  that  glowing  love 727 

O,  where  shall  rest  be  found 871 

0  ye  immortal  throng 247 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave .  978 

0  Zion,  tune  thy  voice 980 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINLS. 

Peace  !  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand . 78? 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 329 

People  of  the  living  God 91 8 

Permit  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face . 658 

Pity,  0  Lord,  thy  feeble  child 655 

Plead  thou,  0  plead  my  cause 1  i»0 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 235 

Poor,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am 1 9i 

Praise  the  Lord ;  ye  heavens,  adore  him 12U 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 1090 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 112 

Praise  ye  the  Lord :  my  heart  shall  join 76 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 683 

Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 685 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 684 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey 690 

Prepare  me,  gracious  God 256 

1  'repare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross 934 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 441 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart 745 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs '. 236 

Rejoice,  for  Christ  the  Saviour  reigns 885 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  king 200 

Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns 1009 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern .  372 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 10X5 

Repent !  the  voice  celestial  cries  . .   385 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return 725 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 626 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 646 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 2oS 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean 1"41 

Rouse  ye,  at  the  Saviour's  call 37<) 

Safely  through  another  week 854 

Salvation  is  forever  nigh 4^2 

Salvation !  O  the  joyful  sound 320 

Saviour,  bless  thy  word  to  all . . . 95 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 1143 

Saviour  divine  !  we  know  thy  name 207 

Saviour,  I  thy  word  believe 279 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 948 

Ravicur,  thy  law  we  love 895 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    L1NE3. 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 872 

Fay,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 865 

Say,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those 1216 

See,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 1112 

See,  how  the  willing  converts  trace 908 

See,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 386 

See,  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 1063 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling U'99 

Serene  I  laid  me  down 1 1 29 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 1218 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin 663 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear 879 

Show  pity,  Lord,"0  Lord,  forgive 443 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 56 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 630 

Single  Verses  on  Baptism 910 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name 16 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands 1 001 

Sin,  like  a  venomous  disease 307 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure 390 

Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's  call 382 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep 3S9 

Sinner,  the  voice  of  God  regard . 373 

Sinners,  turn  while  God  is  near 375 

Sinners,  turn !  why  will  ye  die 374 

Sinner,  what  has  earth  to  show 369 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 3S4 

Softly,  now,  the  light  of  day 1142 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 642 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 676 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant 545 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 556 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise lol4 

Soon  will  a  day  of  clouds  and  fire 1255 

Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad , 1086 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  above 1102 

Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power 1006 

Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all 421 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies 51 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 048 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer ,. 963 

Spirit  of  holiness,  look  down 271 

Spirit  of  power  and  might,  behold 1027 

Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood 478 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears 639 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 283 

Still  nigh  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand 542 

Still  on  the  Lord  thy  burden  roll 319 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait 352 

Stretched  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies 162 

Submissive  to  thy  will,  my  God 743 

Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend 1069 

Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power 822 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 71 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 865 

Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord 864 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 586 

Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet 86y 

Sweet  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 734 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 11U3 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days 1 163 

Tell  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys 5<i0 

Ten  thousand  favors  claim  my  song 1080 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 1240 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death 924 

That  mighty  angel,  to  whose  hand 996 

That  was  a  time  of  wondrous  love .' 4S2 

The  billows  swell,  the  wave*  are  high 708 

The  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind 25'J 

The  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire 1254 

The  countless  multitude  on  high 245 

The  day  approaches,  O  my  soul 1242 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 1 1 39 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  awful  day 1248 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day 1 249 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 11 69 

The  God  of  Abr'am  praise 814 

The  God  of  grace  will  never  leave 281 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 789 

The  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot 12<i6 

The  great  Eedeemer  we  adore 897 

The  happy  morn  is  come 177 

The  heavens*  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 28S 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 11 

The  hoary  frost,  the  fleeey  snow 11  f»p 

The  hour  of  my  departure 's  come 1190 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 335 

The  leaves  around  me  falling 1098 

The  ]  edit  of  Sabbath  eve , 855 

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The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes 42S 

The  Lord  in  judgment  now  appears 1119 

The  Lord  is  great ;  ye  hosts  of  heaven,  adore  him 17 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 175 

The  Lord  Jehovah  calls 354 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  And  royal  state 41 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ;  His  throne 39 

The  Lord  my  heart  has  now  prepared 901 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 58 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is,  And  he  my 54 

The  Lord  uiy  Shepherd  is ;  I  shall  be 55 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 3S1 

The  Lord  of  glory,  moved  by  love 147 

The  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crowned 191 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might 44 

The  Lord  will  come ;  the  earth  shall  quake 1256 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divine 492 

The  man  is  ever  blessed 804 

The  measured  journey  to  the  grave .- 1225 

The  moment  a  sinner  believes 411 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise 105 

The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod 962 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 73 

The  praises  of  my  tongue 1 055 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 935 

The  promises  I  sing 30 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 148 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 409 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks 34 

There  is  a  heavenly  mercy-seat 681 

There  is  »,  house  not  made  with  hands ]  278 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 1 264 

There  is  a  land  of  calm  delight 1 262 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 1 279 

There  is  a  light  which  shines  from  heaven 1023 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 1261 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God 853 

There  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest 1263 

There  is  a  state  unknown,  unseen 672 

There  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when 367 

There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light li»52 

There  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss 1282 

There 's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 37 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 331 

The  Saviour  kindly  calls 1067 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

The  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die 187 

The  Saviour !  O  what  endless  charms 238 

The  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste 1 170 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 346 

The  Sun  of  Kighteousness  appears ; 170 

The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 1231 

The  true  Messiah  now  appears 149 

The  truth  of  God  shall  still  endure 29 

The  vengeance  of  God 473 

The  voice  of  free  grace 350 

The  world  reveals  a  Saviour's  grace 2y  1 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely 828 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love 1260 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 845 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love 318 

This  place  is  holy  ground 1203 

This  world  would  be  a  wilderness 514 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  &c 1 208 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 5u9 

Thou  art  the  way ; — to  thee  alone 213 

Thou  boundless  Source  of  every  good 746 

Thou  dear  .Redeemer,  dying  Lamb 584 

Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath  . .- 1000 

Though  sorrows  rise,  and  dangers  roll 776 

Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow 602 

Thou  God  of  sovereign  grace 1062 

Thou  bast  said,  exalted  Jesus 894 

Thou  Lord  of  all  above 439 

Thou  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high 280 

Thou  lovely  source  of  trne  delight 707 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart 522 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  searching  eyes 104 

Thou,  that  dost  my  life  prolong -. 1128 

Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below 760 

Thou,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 922 

Thou,  whose  almighty  word  .-.' 1028 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  heirs  of  heaven 1134 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 557 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 52 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same 4 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God .1177 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path 1235 

Thus  far  the  Lord  bas  led  me  on 1135 

ThuP  saith  the  High  and  Lofty  One 81 

Thy  goodr ^sss,  Lord,  our  sculs  confess 77 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINE3. 

Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands , 42 

Thy  Spirit  pour,  0  gracious  Lord 2~>2 

Thy  visitation,  Lord,  is  come 1  'I'll 

Tin  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea 773 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 4v3 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 517 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stood 46 

'Tis  faith  supports  my  feeble  soul 546 

'Tis  faith  that  lays  the  sinner  low 412 

'Tis  finished! — so  the  Saviour  cried 1*>1 

Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 2'i2 

'Tis  my  happiness  below 763 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 817 

'Tis  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope 620 

To  bless  the  chosen  race 103] 

To  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King 487 

To  God,  the  only  wise 813 

To  God,  the  universal  King 114 

To  God,  who  chose  us  in  his  Son 134 

To  heaven  I  Lft  my  waiting  eyes 75 

To  Him  who  chose  us  first 133 

To  Him  who  loved  the  souls  of  men 231 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope 1289 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 1167 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 21 9 

To  spend  one  sacred  day 863 

To  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise 1133 

To  thee  this  temple  we  devote 966 

To  the  haven  of  thy  breast 544 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large 60 

To  thy  temple  we  repair 92 

To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go 525 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 971 

'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 285 

'Twas  God  who  fixed  the  rolling  spheres 48 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  and  doleful  night 921 

'Twas  on  that  night  when  doomed  to  know 923 

'Twas  the  commission  of  the  Lord 902 

Ungrateful  sinners,  whence  this  scorn 3S8 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill 825 

Unto  thine  altar,  Lord 471 

Cnveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 1195 

Dp  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie 668 

Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high ©S 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 555 

Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 397 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 504 

Vainly  through  night's  lonely  hours 65 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 1204 

Vouchsafe,  0  Lord,  thy  presence  now 953 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 765 

Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 43 

Wake,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn ,  143 

Wanderer  from  God,  return,  return 347 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 991 

We  bless  thy  name,  Almighty  God 1 106 

We  come,  0  Lord,  before  thy  thron°  . .  ^ 1071 

We  give  immortal  praise _  ., 128 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 848 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 8-39 

Well,  the  Eedeemer's  gone 183 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest 1293 

We  've  no  abiding  city  here 617 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 241 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page : 297 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 3«8 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 527 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 294 

What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord 608 

What  sinners  value  I  resign 1274 

What  though  no  flowers  the  fig-tree  clothe 560 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 1217 

What,  various  hindrances  we  meet 689 

Wheu  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 564 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way 521 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day 850 

When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life 1185 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 1196 

When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 1097 

When  burdened  is  my  breast 733 

Wnence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise 777 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind 717 

Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise 614 

Whene'er  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 622 

Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine 715 

When  from  the  dead  God  raised  his  Son 233 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view 763 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

When  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 816 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong 1234 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name 486 

When  I  behold  my  heart 406 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 1275 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God 987 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 983 

When  in  this  world  of  grief  and  pain Ilc4 

When  I  tread  the  mortal  vale 1200 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 610 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 791 

When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 485 

When,  0  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  I 673 

"When  o'er  the  mighty  deep  we  rode 1075 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief 772 

When  power  divine  in  mortal  form 821 

When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 1243 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 1015 

When  shall  we  meet  again 1168 

When  sins  and  fears,  prevailing,  rise 549 

When  sorrows  round  us  roll 739 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 1232 

When  the  spark  of  life  is  waning 1192 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears 1 191 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 841 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 1241 

When  through  the  torn  sail,  &c 1076 

When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled 391 

When  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell 767' 

When  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest 977 

When  we  pass  through  yonder  river 1268 

Where  can  we  hide,  or  whither  fly 10 

Wherefore  should  I  make  my  moan 1224 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay 636 

Where,  high,  the  heavenly  temple  stands 189 

Where  is  my  Saviour  now 728 

Where  is  my  God,  does  he  retire 688 

Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 958 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet 102 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord 100 

While  I  keep  silence  and  conceal 483 

While  hi  the  world  we  still  remain 1155 

While  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way 882 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 862 

While  my  Redeemer's  near 21<5 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand 798 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  .' 737 

While  through  this  wilderness  below 629 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 1087 

While  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  earth 400 

Who  are  these,  in  bright  array. 1270 

Who  but  thou,  Almighty  Spirit 1026 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 886 

Who  can  forbear  to  sing 888 

Who,  O  lord,  when  life  is  o'er 494 

Who  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames 835 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn 836 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 1198 

Why  droops  my  soul,  with  grief  oppressed 453 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee 719 

Why  lament  the  Christian  dying 1205 

Why,  O  my  soul,  O  why  depressed 774 

Why,  on  the  bending  willows  hung 1033 

Why  should  our  tears  and  sorrow  flow 1219 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 282 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 1186 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 366 

Wide,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold '. 178 

Will  God  in  very  deed  descend 965 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 570 

With  all  our  soul,  O  Lord,  we  give. . . , 1223 

With  all  the  boasted  pomp  of  war 1116. 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind 703 

With  guilt  oppressed,  bowed  down  with  sin 4ol 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue 1056 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 849 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 182 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 110 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament 723 

With  years  oppressed,  with  sorrows  worn 798 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God 1072 

Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God 393 

Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne 589 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy. 121 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim 1037 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men 324 

Ye  earthly  vanities,  depart 495 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm 1051 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 88 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now 581 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ 1038 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  fjars 1226 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 108 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim 127 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 687 

Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord 355 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee 1043 

Yes,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die 603 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose 176 

Yes,  'tis  a  rough  and  thorny  road 766 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking 990 

Ye  that  pass  by,"  behold  the  man 166 

Ye  trembling  captives,  hear 340 

Y'e  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears 824 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 118 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 332 

Yonder — amazing  sight ! — I  see 164 

YTour  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 827 

Zion,  awake  ;  thy  strength  renew 1024 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 976 

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VjB. 
BAPTIST  PSALMODY. 


ETERNITY   OF   GOD. 

A.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  eternal.    Ps.  90. 

1  GREAT  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view ; 
To  thee  there 's  nothing  old  appears ; 
Great  God,  there 's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2.  C  M.  Waits. 

Support  in  God.     Ps.  90. 

1  O  GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home, — 
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ETERNITY    OF    GOD. 

a  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  Earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting1  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust,- 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men ;" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 


3.  L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Everlasting  Father. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God, 

All-powerful,  wise,  and  good,  and  just, 
In  every  age  their  safe  abode, 

Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  trust. 

2  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 

Or  spread  the  starry  heavens  abroad, 
Or  formed  the  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  Father  of  Eternity, 

How  short  our  ages  in  thy  sight ! 
A  thousand  years,  how  swift  they  fly ! 
Like  one  short,  silent  watch  of  night ! 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  soon  it  flies ! 

Dream  of  an  hour,  how  short  our  bloom ! 
Like  spring's  gay  verdure  now  we  rise, 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 
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ETERNITY  OF    GOD. 

.5  Teach  us  to  count  our  short'ning  days, 
And  with  true  diligence,  apply 
Our  hearts  to  wisdom's  sacred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 

4«  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  unchangeable.     Ps.  102    24-27. 

1  THROUGH  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O  thou  eternal  God ; 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 

3»  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Ancient  of  Days.     Dan.  1 :  9. 

1  GREAT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name ; 
And  bow  and  tremble  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  with  unsurprised  survey, 
Saw'st  nature  rising  yesterday ; 
And,  as  to-morrow,  shall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  stars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun : 
And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

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OMNISCIENCE   AND  OMNIPRESENCE   OF  G02>, 

4  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies : 

5  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 


OMNISCIENCE   AND    OMNIPRES 
ENCE   OF   GOD. 

6.  C.  M.  Watib. 

The  All-seeing  God.     Ps.  139. 

1  IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye.     . 

2  Thy  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Enclosed  on  every  side. 

6  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still. 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 
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OMNISCIENCE  AND  OMNIPRESENCE  OF  GOD. 

7.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  of  God.    Ps.  139. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through ; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent,  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  O,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

8.  L.  M.  Wattb. 

Omnipresence  of  God.    Ps.  139. 

1  COULD  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

2  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  d well'st  enthroned  in  light ; 
Or  plunge  to  hell,  there  justice  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

3  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  western  sea, 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 
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OMNISCIENCE  AND  OMNIPRESENCE   OT  GOD. 

4  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5  O !  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


9  L.  M.  Spib.  of  the  Psalms. 

God  everywhere.     Ps.  139. 

1  FATHER  of  spirits,  nature's  God, 

Our  inmost  thoughts  are  known  to  thee ; 
Thou,  Lord,  canst  hear  each  idle  word, 
And  every  private  action  see. 

2  Could  we,  on  morning's  swiftest  wings, 

Pursue  our  flight  through  trackless  air, 
Or  dive  beneath  deep  ocean's  springs, 
Thy  presence  still  would  meet  us  there. 

3  In  vain  may  guilt  attempt  to  fly, 

Concealed  beneath  the  pall  of  night ; 
One  glance  from  thy  all-piercing  eye 
Can  kindle  darkness  into  light. 

4  Search  thou  our  hearts,  and  there  destroy 

Each  evil  thought,  each  secret  sin, 
And  fit  us  for  those  realms  of  joy, 
Where  naught  impure  shall  enter  in. 

10.  L.  M.  Noel's  Cot. 

Nothing  hid  from  God.     Dan.  2  :  22. 

1  WHERE  can  we  hide,  or  whither  fly, 
Lord,  to  escape  thy  piercing  eye  1 
With  thee  it  is  not  day  and  night, 
But  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 

2  Where'er  we  go,  whate'er  pursue, 
Our  ways  are  open  to  thy  view, 

Our  motives  read,  our  thoughts  explored, 
Our  hearts  revealed  to  thee,  O  Lord. 
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OMNISCIENCE  AND  OMNIPRESENCE  OF  GOD. 

3  Is  there,  throughout  all  worlds,  one  spot, 
One  lonely  wild,  where  thou  art  not  ? 
The  hosts  of  heaven  enjoy  thy  care, 
And  those  of  hell  know  thou  art  there. 

4  Awake,  asleep,  where  none  intrude, 
Or  'midst  the  thronging  multitude, 
In  every  land,  on  every  sea, 

We  are  surrounded  still  with  thee. 

5  Search  us,  O  God,  and  know  each  heart; 
With  every  idol  bid  us  part ; 

Make  us  to  keep  thy  holy  ways, 
And  live  to  utter  forth  thy  praise. 


I  1.  CM.  DRENWANe 

God  present  with  his  People.     1  Kings  8  :  27. 

1  THE  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  wall  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 
Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies. 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Through  realms  and  worlds  unknown : 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 

12.  C.  M.  Seon 

All  things  known  to  God.     Heb.  4:13. 

1  GREAT  God,  thy  penetrating  eye 

Pervades  my  utmost  powers ; 
With  awe  profound  my  wondering  soul 
Falls  prostrate,  and  adores. 

2  To  be  encompassed  round  with  God, 

The  holy  and  the  just ; 
Armed  with  omnipotence  to  save, 
Or  crush  me  into  dust : — 
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MAJESTY  AND  INFINITY  OF  GOD. 

3  Oh,  how  tremendous  is  the  thought! 

Deep  may  it  be  impressed ; 
And  may  thy  Spirit  firmly  grave 
This  truth  within  my  breast. 

4  By  thee  observed,  by  thee  upheld, 

Should  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
I  press  with  dauntless  courage  on, 
To  meet  the  proudest  foes. 

5  Sustained  by  thee,  my  fearless  soul 

The  gloomy  veil  will  tread, 
And  grace  shall  bind  the  victor's  crown 
Of  glory  on  my  head. 


MAJESTY  AND  INFINITY  OF   GOD. 

13.  CM.  Watts. 

The  King  Eternal,  Invisible.    1  Tim.  1 :  17. 

1  HOW  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God, 

That  infinite  Unknown  ? 
Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 

2  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep 

Survey  the  world  around ; 
His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned, 

3  He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 

Nor  alters  his  decrees ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains 
To  guard  his  promises. 

4  Justice  upon  a  holy  throne 

Maintains  the  rights  of  God ; 
While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 
Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood. 
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Majesty  and  infinity  of  god. 

L.  M.  Kippia 

God  unsearchable.    Job  11:7. 

1  GREAT  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through , 
Our  laboring1  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
All  that  we  mortals  need  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace ; 
Adore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

L.  M.  WAvre 

Infinite  Perfections  of  God.     Ps.  36  :  5-9. 

1  HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines: 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spring! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

4  In  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  still  shall  find  a  sweet  repast ; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 
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MAJESTY  AND  INFINITY  OF  GOD. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

1 6.  C.  M.  Watts 
Praise  and  holy  Fear.     Ps.  95. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord 's  a  God  of  boundlejss  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
O,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

4  Now  is  the  time — he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request : 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

17.  lis  &  8s.  Ch.  Psalmody 
The  Lord  great.     2  Sam.  T  :  22. 

1  THE  Lord  is  great;  ye  hosts  of  heaven  adore  him. 

And  ye  who  tread  this  earthly  ball ; 
In  holy  songs  rejoice  aloud  before  him, 
And  shout  his  praise  who  made  you  all. 

2  The  Lord  is  great;  his  majesty  how  glorious! 

Resound  his  praise  from  shore  to  shore ; 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  now  made  victorious. 
He  rules  and  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  The  Lord  is  great ;  his  mercy  how  abounding ! 

Ye  angels,  strike  your  golden  chords ; 
O,  praise  our  God,  with  voice  and  harp  resounding, 
The  King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 
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MAJESTY  AND  INFINITY  OF  GOD. 

18»  L.  M.  Bl\ckiock 

Majesty  of  God.     Ps.  104  :  2,  24,  33. 

1  COME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise ; 
But,  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fam^ ! 
What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme  * 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power,  with  wisdom,  shines  .• 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame. 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

1 9.  L.  M.  Watt\ 

Universal  Dominion  of  God.     Ps.  148. 

1  LOUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell ; 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word. 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

2  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

3  Jehovah! — 'tis  a  glorious  word; 

O,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ; 
But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

4  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 
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HOLINESS  OF  GOD. 


HOLINESS   OF    GOD. 

20.  C    M.  KkKUHAM. 

"  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God."     Isaiah  6  :  i5. 

1  HOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King ; 
"  Thrice  holy  Lord,"  the  angels  cry ; 
"  Thrice  holy,"  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  noblest  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see.- 

21  Vs.  B.  Maxls-,  Jk 

Thou  only  art  Holy.    Rev.  15:4. 

1  HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

God  of  hosts,  in  heaven  adored, 
Earth  with  awe  has  heard  thy  name, 
Men  thy  majesty  proclaim. 

2  Just  and  true  are  all  thy  ways, 
Great  thy  works  above  our  praise ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust,  we  own, 
Thou  art  holy,  thou  alone. 

3  In  thy  sight,  the  angel  band 
Justly  charged  with  folly  stand; 
Holiest  deeds  of  creatures  lie 
Meritless  before  thine  eye. 

4  How  shall  sinners  worship  thee, 
God  of  spotless  purity  ? 

To  thy  grace  all  hope  we  owe : 
Thine  own  righteousness  bestow. 
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HOLINESS  OF  GOD. 

22.  L.  M.  PoiNDEXTER, 
The  Grace  and  Holiness  of  God. 

1  ETERNAL  God!  Almighty  Power ! 

Infinite  Wisdom,  Truth,  and  Grace ! 

Around  thee  clouds  and  darkness  lower, 

And  hide  the  brightness  of  thy  face. 

2  Yet,  mighty  God,  we  know  thee  still 

The  God  of  love  and  holiness, 
Whose  presence  doth  all  nature  fill, 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  works  confess. 

3  Thee,  holy  Lord,  we  humbly  praise, 

To  thee  our  grateful  off'ring  bring, 
While  angels  high  thy  glory  raise, 
And  holy,  holy,  holy  sing ! 

23.  S.  M.  Watts. 

A  holy  God  worshipped  with  Reverence.     Ps.  99. 

1  EXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  worship  at  his  feet; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness,     - 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same : 
Still  he 's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

24.  L.  M. 

Holiness  and  Grace  of  God. 
1  ETERNAL  Power !  most  holy  G^d ! 

Who  can  approach  thy  glorious  throne  ?— 
Unfading  light  is  thine  abode, 

Pure  light,  to  mortal  man  unknown. 
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LOVE  OF   GOD. 

2  Before  thy  radiant  holiness 

The  darkened  heavens  no  longer  shine ; 
The  brightest  glories  of  the  sky, 
O'ershadowed  by  the  light  of  thine. 

3  Great  God !  and  wilt  thou  condescend 

To  this  vile  world  of  sin  and  woe  ? — > 
To  hear  the  contrite  prayer  we  send, 
While  at  thy  footstool  low  we  bow  ? 

4  Most  holy  God !  thy  wondrous  grace 

With  humble  boldness  we  adore, 
That  bids  us  sinners  seek  thy  face, 

And  dread  thy  glorious  throne  no  more. 

5  While  angel  harps  and  heavenly  tongues 

Tune  to  thy  holiness  and  love, 
Great  God !  permit  our  humble  songs 
To  hymn  thy  praise  with  those  above. 


LOVE   OF    GOD. 

25.  CM.  G.  BURDE* 

God  is  Love.     1  Jolin  4  :  8. 

1  COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

And  lift  your  souls  above ; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove ; 
While  Christ,  th'  atoning  Lamb,  appears 
To  show,  that  God  is  love. 

3  Behold,  his  loving-kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
A  nd  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them,  God  is  love ! 

4  And  O  that  you,  whose  hardened  hearts 

No  fears  of  hell  can  move, 
May  hear  the  Gospel's  milder  voice, 
That  tells  vou,  God  is  love. 
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LOVE  OF  GOD. 


O,  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 
This  best  of  blessings  prove ; 

Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout,  that  God  is  love. 


26.  8s  &  7s.  Bowring. 

God  is  Love.     1  John  4 :  8. 

1  GOD  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streanieth; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Every  where  his  glory  shineth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


£7.  H.  M.  J.  Young. 

His  great  Love.    Eph.  2  : 4. 

1  O  FOR  a  shout  of  joy, 

Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing ! 
To  this  divine  employ 

Your  hearts  and  voices  bring ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  th'  eternal  love,  of  God. 

2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  his  right  hand, 
And  pay  then-  homage  there ; 
But  strive  in  vain,  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  the  wondrous  love  of  God. 
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FAITHFULNESS    OF    GOD. 

S  Yet  sinners  saved  by  grace, 

In  songs  of  lower  key, 
In  every  age  and  place, 

Have  sung  the  mystery ; 
Have  told,  in  strains  of  sweet  accc  rd, 
The  love,  the  sovereign  love,  of  God. 

4  Though  earth  and  hell  assail, 
And  doubts  and  fears  arise, 
The  weakest  shall  prevail, 
And  grasp  the  heavenly  prize  ; 
And  through  an  endless  age  record 
The  love,  th'  unchanging  love,  of  God. 


FAITHFULNESS   OF   GOD. 

28.  C   M.  Wirra. 

The  faithful  God.     Deut.  1 :  9. 

1  BEGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing, 
The  mighty  avorks,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wrondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  "  Salvation  from  the  Lord, 

For  wretched,  dying  men  ;" 
His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word, 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong 

As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

6  O  might  I  hear  his  heavenly  tongue 
But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine !" 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 
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FAITHFULNESS    OF    GOD. 

29.  C  M.  BJSDDOJ-'E. 
A  faithful  Creator.     1  Pet.  4:19. 

1  THE  truth  of  God  shall  still  endure, 

And  firm  his  promise  stand ; 
Believing  souls  may  rest  secure 
In  his  almighty  hand. 

2  Should  earth  and  hell  their  forces  join, 

He  would  contemn  their  rage, 
And  render  fruitless  their  design 
Against  his  heritage. 

3  The  rainbow  round  about  his  throne 

Proclaims  his  faithfulness ; 
He  will  his  purposes  perform, 
His  promises  of  grace. 

4  The  hills  and  mountains  melt  away, 

But  he  is  still  the  same : 
Let  saints  to  him  their  homage  pay, 
And  magnify  his  name. 

30.  H.   M.  DODDEIDGR 

The  faithful  Promiser.     Heb.  10  :  23. 

1  THE  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 
His  words  of  grace  revoke : 
They  stand  secure        I    Not  Zion's  hill 
And  steadfast  still ;       |    Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years ; 
But  still  the  same,        I    The  promise  shines 
In  radiant  lines  |    Through  all  the  flame. 

3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 
And  dissipate  the  spheres : 
'Midst  all  the  shock      I    I  stand  serene, 
Of  that  dread  scene,      |    Thy  word  my  rock. 
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FAITHFULNESS    OF    GOD 

31*  CM.  Montgomery. 

Faithful  to  forgive.     1  John  1 :  9. 

1  FAITHFUL,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move ; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore. 

4  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 

It  stands  forever  sure ; 
And  while  thy  truth,  O  God,  remains, 
Thy  goodness  shall  endure. 


32.  L.  M.  Waits. 

Security  in  God.    Heb.  6  :  18,  19. 

1  HOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace ; 
.Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 

3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies ; 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up ; 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for 'my  hope 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 
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CREATION. 

C.  M.  Eng.  Bap.  Col. 

Isai.  49 :  15. 

i  CEASE  ye,  when  days  of  darkness  come, 
In  sad  dismay  to  mourn  ; 
As  if  the  Lord  could  leave  his  saints 
Forsaken  and  forlorn. 

2  Can  the  fond  mother  e'er  forget 

The  infant  whom  she  bore  ? 
Ard  can  its  plaintive  cries  be  heard, 
Nor  move  compassion  more  1 

3  She  may  forget ;  nature  may  fail 

A  parent's  heart  to  move ; 
Tut  Zion  on  His  heart  shall  dwell 
In  everlasting  love. 


CREATION 

3  4  L.  M.  Steele. 

God  seen  in  Ms  Works.     Ps.  19  : 1,  3. 

i  THERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies ; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God ; 

Bow  down  before  him,  and  adore. 

35.  L.  M.  Williams. 

God  the  First  Cause.     Rom.  11 :  36. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  almighty  cause 

Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown ! 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 
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CREATION. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possessed ; 
By  none  controll'd  in  thy  commands, 
And  in  thyself  completely  blessed. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe ; 

Let  heaven  and  earth  due  homage  pay : 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

i  In  thee,  O  Lord,  our  hope  shall  rest, 
Fountain  of  peace,  and  joy,  and  love! 
Thy  favor  only  makes  us  blessed ; 

Without  thee  all  would  nothing  prove. 

$  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 
Thine  be  our  hearts  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 

36  C.  M.  Watib. 

Wisdom  in  Creation.     Prov.  8  :  22-36. 

1  ETERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise ! 

Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing ! 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move,  -  ' 

Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 
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GOD  S    GOVERNMENT    OF    NATURE. 

37.  C.  M.  Wallace. 

God  seen  in  his  Wo*  hi 

1  THERE 'S  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night, 
But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

2  There's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

3  There 's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 
For  God  is  every  where. 

4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 

Wherever  space  extends, 
There  Heaven  displays  its  boundless  love, 
And  power  with  goodness  blends. 


GOD'S   GOVERNMENT    OF   NATURE 
38.  L.  M.  WArra. 

Dominion  of  God.     Ps.  93. 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns;  He  dwells  in  light, 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might : 

The  world,  created  by  his  hands,  » 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies ; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

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GOD  S    GOVERNMENT    OF    NATURE. 

4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  endure ; 
Tliy  promise  stands  forever  sure; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwelling's  of  thy  grace. 

39.  H.  M.  Wa- 

Perfections  of  God's  Government.     Ps.  104. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 

Are  light  and  majesty : 
His  glories  shine  I    No  mortal  eye 

Wilh  beams  so  bright,  j    Can  bear  the  sight, 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  all  the  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law : 
And  where  his  love       I    His  truth  confirms 
Resolves  to  bless,         |    And  seals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 

Surprising  wisdom  shines, 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  cursed  designs : 


Strong  is  his  arm, 
And  shall  fulfil 


His  great  decrees, 
His  sovereign  will. 


4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 
My  Father  and  my  Friend  1 
»  I  love  his  name ;  I     Join,  all  my  powers, 

I  love  his  word ;  |    And  praise  the  Lord. 

40.  L.  M.  Watts. 

His  Kingdom  over  all.     Ps.  103  :  19. 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns ;  his  throne  is  high ; 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty ; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 
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GOD'S  GOVERNMENT  OF  NATURE. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe ; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law ; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face ; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend ; 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 


S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

God  the  King.     Ps.  93. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned, 

Arrayed  in  robes  of  light,- 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word; 

Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky: 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  power  engage ; 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky ; 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  calm  their  fury  down: 
Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high. 

4  Thy  promises  are  true ; 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 

There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove ; 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 
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42.  C  M.       Exg.  Bap.  Col 

In  Him  we  live,  and  wove,  and  have  our  being. 
Acts  17  :  28. 

1  THY  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands, 

While  earthly  thrones  decay ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

2  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store, 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

3  The  praise  of  God — delightful  theme ! 

Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue ; 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name, 
In  one  eternal  song. 

43.  C.  M.  Martixeau's  Col 
Omnipotence  of  God.     Ps.  18  :  7-16. 

1  'TWAS  God  who  fixed  the  rolling  spheres 

And  stretched  the  boundless  skies, 
Who  formed  the  plan  of  endless  years, 
And  bade  the  ages  rise. 

2  From  everlasting  is  his  might, 

Immense  and  unconfined ; 
He  pierces  through  the  realms  of  light, 
And  rides  upon  the  wind. 

3  He  darts  along  the  burning  sky ; 

Loud  thunders  round  him  roar ; 
Through  worlds  above  his  terrors  fly, 
While  worlds  below  adore. 

4  He  speaks — great  nature's  wheels  stand  still, 

And  leave  their  wonted  round : 
The  mountains  melt ;  each  trembling  hill 
•  Forsakes  its  amient  bound. 

5  Ye  worlds,  and  every  living  thing, 

Fulfil  his  high  command ; 
Pay  grateful  homage  to  your  King, 
And  own  'lis  ruling  hand. 
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44.  CM.  H.  K.  Whit*. 

The  icinds  and  the  sea  obey  Him.    Matt.  8  :  27. 

1  THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might : 

The  winds  obey  his  will ! 
He  speaks,  and  in  the  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 
He  binds  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend ;  in  reverence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

45.  C    M.  DODPEIDGE. 

"He  stayeth  his  rough  wind?'     Isai.  27  :  8. 

1  GREAT  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm. 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  wiil ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 
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4  Those  "gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 
Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 

46.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

Sustaining  Care  and  providential  Blessings.     Ps.  65  :  6-; 

1  'TIS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  The  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
^  Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 

Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine : 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers. 
The  Author  is  divine. 


PROVIDENCE   OF    GOD. 
47.  L.  M.  Watb 

"  Thou  art  a  God  that  hidest  thyself !'     Isai.  45  :  15 

1  LORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 

Th'  obscure  abyss  of  providence, 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  When  thou  dost  clothe  thine  awful  face 

In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile, 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 

We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight; 
Faith  guides  us,  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 
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PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God; 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 

18.  L.  M.  Beudome 

God's  Throne  in  Darkness.     Ps.  9*7  :  2. 

1  WAIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise : 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise, 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

49.  C.  M.  Waits. 

Sovereignty  of  God.    Dan.  4 :  35.     1  Sam.  2  :  7,  8. 

1  KEEP  silence,  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Before  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men ; 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
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4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  casts  the  monarch  down. 

6  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes — 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

7  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

O,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place 
Beneath  vay  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

>0.  C  M.  Cowper, 

W7iat  I  do  thou  knowest  not  now.     John  13    7. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
With  blessings  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 
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«?!•  7s.  Rtlasd. 

Times  in  God's  hand.     Ps.  31 :  15. 

1  SOVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  skies! 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise ! 

All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand — ■ 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health, 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth : 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief, 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief; 

3  Times  the  tempter's  power  to  prove  ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love: 

All  must  come,  and  last,  and  end, 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 

4  O  thou  Gracious,  Wise,  and  Just, 
In  thy  hands  my  life  I  trust : 
Have  I  somewhat  dearer  still  ? — 
I  resign  it  to  thy  will. 

5  Thee  at  all  times  will  I  bless ; 
Having  thee,  I  all  possess : 
How  can  I  bereaved  be, 
Since  I  cannot  part  with  thee  ? 

52.  L.   M.  COLLETT. 

God  righteous  in  all  he  doeth.     Dan.  9  :  14. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  various  shifting  scene 

Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God  !  conducts  unseen 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 

Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  power  ? 

Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball  1 
When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  see  fit,  mav  blast  them  all. 
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4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame, 

Filled  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 
Lost  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

5  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 

On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

6  This  be  my  care ;  to  all  beside 

Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be : 
"  Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fixed,  O  God,  my  soul  on  thee." 

53.  CM.  Presb.  Hvmns. 

The  Lord  upholdeth  the  Righteous.     Ps.  37  :  17. 

1  O  THOU,  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy, 

My  glory,  and  my  all ; 
Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 
Nor  evil  can  befall. 

2  Such  are  thy  schemes  of  providence, 

And  methods  of  thy  grace, 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee, 

Through  all  the  wilderness. 

3  'Tis  thine  outstretched  and  powerful  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 
And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 
The  wants  of  every  day. 

4  For  such       apassions,  O  my  God ! 

Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 
For  such  compassions,  I  esteem 
Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 

54.  H.   M.  CONBEB. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Ps.  23. 
1  THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
And  he  my  soul  will  keep ; 
He  knoweth  who  are  Wis, 

And  watcheth  o'er  his  sheep: 
Away  with  every  anxious  fear; 
I  cannot  want  while  he  is  near 
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2  His  wisdom  doth  provide 

The  pasture  where  I  feed ; 
Where  silent  waters  glide 

Along  the  quiet  mead, 
He  leads  my  feet;  and  when  I  roam, 
O'ertakes  and  brings  the  wanderer  home. 

3  He  leads  himself  the  way 

His  faithful  flock  should  take : 
Them  who  his  voice  obey, 

His  love  will  ne'er  forsake; 
And  surely  truth  and  mercy  will 
Attend  me  on  my  journey  still. 

4  Let  me  but  feel  him  near, 

Death's  gloomy  pass  in  view, 
I  '11  walk  without  a  fear 

The  shaded  valley  through : 
With  rod  and  staff,  my  Shepherd's  care 
Will  guide  my  steps,  and  guard  me  there. 

■  S.  M.  Watts. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Fs.  23. 

1  THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is; 

F  shall  be  well  supplied : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way,, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  WTiile  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade 
My  Shepherd 's  with  me  there. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 
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56.  C.  M.  Hervet 

He  hath  done  all  things  well.     Mark  7  :  37. 

1  SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways ! 

2  Good  when  he  gives — supremely  good — 

Nor  less  when  he  denies ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand. 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  1 

To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 

My  God,  inscribe  my  name ; 
There,  let  it  fill  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

57.  CM.  Wattc 
The  Good  Shepherd.    Ps.  23. 

1  MY  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need ; 

Jehovah  is  his  name ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back 

When  I  forsake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  patli3  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death. 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows ; 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 
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5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days ; 
O,  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praise. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

While  others  go  and  come — 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

.  L.  M.      6s.  Addison. 

The  watchful  Shepherd.     Ps.  23. 

1  THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid, 

And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

>.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  faithful  Shepherd.     Ps.  23. 

1  MY  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 

Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

For  God  my  Shepherd 's  with  me  there. 
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3  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay; 
Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

60,  7s.  Church  Psalmody 
The  tender  Shepherd.     Isai.  40  :  11. 

1  TO  thy  pastures  fair  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  thy  charge; 
And  my  couch,  with  tenderest  care, 
Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  now. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 
With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, 
This  my  guard — and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant,  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend ; 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

61.  CM.  LoeAie 

God  of  our  Fathers.     Gen.  28  :  20,  22. 

1  O  GOD  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led; 

2  Our  fervent  prayer  we  now  present* 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace ; 
God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide ; 
Give  as  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 
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4  O  spread  thy  covering  wings  around 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Now,  with  the  humble  voice  of  prayer, 

Thy  mercy  we  implore ; 
Then,  with  the  grateful  voice  of  praise, 
Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore. 

32»  L.  M.  Heginbotham. 

The  God  of  all  Grace.    Jam.  1 :  11. 

1  GREAT  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 

Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name : 
Thy  hand  revolves  my  circling  hours — 
Thy  hand,  from  whence  my  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  still  rolling  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise : 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  My  life,  my  health,  my  friends,  I  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  Thus  will  I  sing  till  nature  cease, 

Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more, 
And  after  death  thy  boundless  gpace 
Through  everlasting  years  adore. 

63.  L.  M.  Watts 

Psalm  68 : 4,  5. 

1  KINGDOMS  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song: 

His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearse; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest. 
When  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

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64.  L.  M.  Watts 

God's  Aid  essential.     Ps.  127 

1  \F  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 
And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost : 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread ; 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blessed ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest : 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  sovereign  make  them  so. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends : 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  th^y  are  seasoned  with  his  love ! 

65»  8s  &  7s.       Spir.  of  the  PsALMa 

Psalm  127. 

1  VAINLY  through  night's  lonely  hours 

Keep  we  watch,  lest  foes  alarm  ; 
Vain  our  bulwarks  and  our  towers, 
But  for  God's  protecting  arm. 

2  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor, 

Did  not  God  that  labor  bless ; 
Vain,  without  his  grace  and  favor, 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

3  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven, 

That  on  human  strength  relies; 
But  to  him  shall  help  be  given 
Who  in  humble  faith  applies. 

4  Seek  we  then  the  Lord's  anointed, 

He  shall  grant  us  peace  and  rest; 
Ne'er  was  suppliant  disappointed 

Who,  through  Christ,  his  prayer  addressed. 
76 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    1JOD. 

CONDESCENSION   AND    GOODNESS 
OF    GOD. 

66.  C.  M.  TATK  &  BSADT. 
God's  Condescension.     Ps.  8. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name ! 

2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight — 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light — 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  thou  shoiildst  choo3e 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind? 
Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ? 

4  O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name ! 

67.  S.  M.  Watts. 
Divine  Condescension.     Ps.  8,  144* 

1  O  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  evening  skies — 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 

And  all  their  shining  forms — 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 

77 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    GO 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 

That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so  ] 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are, 

How  wondrous  are  thy  ways, 
That,  from  the  dust,  thy  power  should  frane 
A  monument  of  praise ! 


68.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Co7idescension  to  Human  Affairs. 

1  UP  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high, 

And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

3  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God ; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  load. 

4  O  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

69  C  M.  Steele 

Condescension  of  God 

1  ETERNAL  Power,  Almighty  God, 

Who  can  approach  thy  throne  ? 
Accessless  light  is  thine  abode, 
To  angel  eyes  unknown. 

2  Before  the  radiance  of  thine  eye, 

The  heavens  no  longer  shine ; 
And  ail  the  glories  of  the  sky 
Are  but  the  shade  of  thine. 
78 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    GOD. 

3  Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 

To  cast  a  look  below? 
To  this  dark  world  thy  notice  bend — 
These  seats  of  sin  and  woe  ? 

4  How  strange,  how  wondrous  is  thy  love! 

With  trembling  we  adore : 
Not  all  th'  exalted  minds  above 
Its  wonders  can  explore. 

§  While  golden  harps  and  angel  tongues 
Resound  immortal  lays, 
Great  God,  permit  our  humble  songs 
To  rise  and  speak  thy  praise. 

S.  M.  WAira 

The  Mercy  of  the  Lord.     Ps.  103  :  8-12. 

1  MY  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide ; 

And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Goodness  of  God.    Ps.  145  :  7. 

1  SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 
79 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    GOD. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim ; 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

12.  S.  M.  Wato 

Mercy  of  God  acknowledged.     Pa.  103  : 1-7. 

1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave . 
He,  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest : 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 
80 


CONDESCENSION  AND  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known, 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

TJie  Pity  of  the  Lord.    Ps.  103  :  13-18. 

1  THE  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath ; 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
When  blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

C.  M.  Steele. 

Surprising  Grace.     Rev.  3  :  20. 

1  AND  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend 

To  visit  sinful  worms  ? 
Thus  at  the  door  shall  Mercy  stand, 
hi  all  her  winning  forms  2 

2  Surprising  grace ! — and  shall  my  heart 

Unmoved  and  cold  remain  ? 

Has  it  no  soft,  no  tender  part  1 

Must  Mercy  plead  in  vain  ] 

3  Shall  Jesus  for  admission  sue, 

His  charming  voice  unheard  ? 
And  shall  my  heart,  his  rightful  due, 
Remain  forever  barred ? 
81 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    GOD. 

4  O  Lord,  exert  thy  conquering  grace ; 
Thy  mighty  power  display : 
One  beam  of  glory  from  thy  face 
Can  melt  my  sin  away. 

75.  C.  M.  Waits. 
The  Lord  our  Keeper.    Ps.  121 

1  TO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes ; 

There  all  my  hopes  are  laid ; 
The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fall, 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

4  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickest  dangers  come ; 

Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 

Till  God  shall  call  thee  home. 

76.  L.  M.  Wattsl 

God  praised  for  his  Goodness.     Ps.  146. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord :  my  heart  shall  join 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine : 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 
And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 

He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 
82 


CONDESCENSION    AND    GOODNESS    OF    GOD. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 

:    The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 
He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

*^«  C-  M-  Gibbons. 

The  Earth  full  of  God's  Goodness.     Ps.  33. 

1  THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess ; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore ; — 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail ; 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  declare 

In  every  golden  ray ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields, 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

'  8.  S.   M.  BkTUK>ME. 

God  the  Fount  of  all  Good.    Acts  1 1. 

1  GOD  is  the  fountain  whence 

Ten  thousand  blessings  flow  ; 
To  him  my  life,  my  health,  and  friends, 
And  every  good,  I  owe. 

2  The  comforts  he  affords 

Are  neither  few  nor  small ; 
He  is  the  source  of  fresh  delights, 
My  portion  and  my  all. 
83 


GRACE    AND    MER5Y    OF    GOD. 

3  He  fills  my  heart  with  joy, 
My  lips  attunes  for  praise ; 
And  to  his  glory  I  '11  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 


GRACE  AND   MERCY   OF   GOD. 

79.  CM.  Rippon's  Col. 

Sovereign  and  abounding  Grace.     1  Cor.  15:8. 

1  GREAT  God,  'tis  from  thy  sovereign  grace 

That  all  my  blessings  flow ; 
Whate'er  I  am,  or  do  possess, 
I  to  thy  mercy  owe. 

2  'Tis  this  my  powerful  lust  controls, 

And  pardons  all  my  sin ; 
Spreads  life  and  comfort  through  my  soul, 
And  makes  my  nature  clean. 

3  'Tis  this  upholds  me  whilst  I  live, 

Supports  me  when  I  die ; 
And  hence  ten  thousand  saints'  receive 
Their  all  as  well  as  I. 

4  How  full  must  be  the  springs  from  whence 


Such  various  streams  proceed 
The  pasture  cannot  but  be  rich 
On  which  so  many  feed. 


80*  S.  M.  Doddridgk. 

u  By  grace  ye  are  saved."     Eph.  2  :  5. 

1  GRACE !  'tis  a  charming  sound ! 

Harmonious  to  the  ear ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
84 


GRACE    AND    MERCY    OF    GOD. 

3  Grace  first  inscribed  my  name 

In  God's  eternal  book : 
'T  was  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took. 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road; 
And  new  supplies,  each  hour,  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

5  Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 

And  made  mine  eyes  o'erflow ; 
'T  was  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go. 

8  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

L.   M.  WATT8 

God  with  and  in  us.    IsaL  57  :  15,  16. 

1  THUS  saith  the  High  and  Lofty  One, 
"  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne, 

My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  mine  own  eternity. 

2  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too ; 
The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live, 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind." 


C.  M.  Watto. 

God  sending  his  Son.    Ps.  8. 

O  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 

Let  every  tongue  proclaim. 
85 


GRACE    AND    MERCY    OF    GOD. 

2  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  ? — 

3  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form — 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ] 

4  Let  him  be  crowned  with  majesty 

Who  bowed  his  head  to  death, 

And  be  his  honors  sounded  high 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

5  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  all  the  earth  proclaim. 

S3.  CM.  Steele: 

The  Loving-kindnesses  of  the  Lord.     IsaL  63  :  7. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  well-beloved  Son 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

And  here  our  hope  relies ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinelv  free. 
86 


GRACE    AND    MERCY    OF    GOD. 

6  Great  God,  to  thine  almighty  lo  re 
What  honors  shall  we  raise  1 
Not  all  the  raptured  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

84.  H.  M.  Wim 

Wonders  of  Creation  and  Grace.    Ps.  136. 

1  GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 

The  universal  Lord, 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 

And  be  his  name  adored : 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,         I    And  ever  sure 
Shall  still  endure ;        |    Abides  thy  word. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 

And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 
His  power  and  grace    I    And  let  his  name 
Are  still  the  same,        |    Have  endless  praise. 

3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 

And  every  hurtful  foe. 
His  power  and  grace    I    And  let  his  name 
Are  still  the  same ;       |    Have  endless  praise. 

85.  L.  M.  Watto. 

God's  Gift  of  his  Son. 

1  BLESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God ; 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise ; 
Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot. 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done : 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 
87 


GRACE    AND    MERCY    OF    GOD. 

4  Let  every  land  his  power  confess ; 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  his  grace ; 
My  heart  and  tongue  with  rapture  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


86.  C.  M.  Watts 
The  Glory  of  God  in  the  Face  of  Jesus.     2  Cor.  4  :  6 

1  FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs. 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power  ; 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  justice  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains ; 
Bright  seraphs  chant  Immanuel's  ruine, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

6  O,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

87.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Object  of  Christ's  coming.    John  3  :  17,  18. 

1  NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 
Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  naming  sword  nor  thunder  there. 
88 


GRACE    AND    MERCY    OF    GOD. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name  and  live ; 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 


88.  C.  M.  Watts, 
Access  to  God.    Heb.  10 :  19-22. 

1  COME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord ; 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 

Nor  double  flaming  sword.' 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  his  Son ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 

4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high ; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
That  lays  his  anger  by. 

89.  C  M.  Watts. 

CJirisfs  Commission.    John  3  :  16-18. 

1  COME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 

With  new,  melodious  songs ; 

Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 
4*  89 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 

With  a  revenging  rod  ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  mercy's  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 

And  "wipe  your  sorrows  dry : 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

6  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 


GOD'S  PRESENCE   INVOKED. 

90.  7s  &  6s.  Peculiae 

Invocation. 

1  DRAW  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah ! 

In  our  social  meeting; 
In  this  propitious  hour, 
O  may  we  feel  thy  power, 

In  this  social  meeting. 

2  Draw  nigh  to  us,  blest  Jesus ! 

In  our  social  meeting; 
O,  may  we  find  thy  favor, 
Thou  ever-blessed  Saviour, 

In  this  social  meeting. 

3  Draw  nigh  to  us,  blest  Spirit! 

In  our  social  meeting ; 
Convince  and  renovate  us, 
Anew  in  Christ  create  us, 

In  this  social  meeting. 
90 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

91  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  indwelli.ig  of  God  desired.     Eph.  3  :  16-21. 

1  COME,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell. 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 

Then  shall  we  1-  now,  and  taste,  and  feel 

The  joys  thai  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ,  his  Son. 

92«  *7s.  Montgomery. 

"  There  will  I  meet  with  theeP'  Exod.  25  :  22. 

1  TO  thy  temple  we  repair ; 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there ; 
There,  within  the  veil,  we  meet 
Christ  upon  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  inspire  our  tongue ; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Christ,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend ; 
Hear  us  when  thy  Spirit  pleads ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  From  thy  house  when  we  leturn. 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn ; 
Then,  at  evening,  we  may  say, 
"We  have  walked  with  God' to-day." 

91 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

93,  C  M.  I'uai-t'8  Col, 
The  Word  engrafted.    Jam.  1:21. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Gtod,  eternal  Lord, 

Thy  gracious  power  make  known : 
Apply  the  virtue  of  thy  word, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise ; 
O,  let  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  Let  us  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 
Lay  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

94.  C.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

"  We  would  see  Jesus? 

1  AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again,  with  joyful  feet,  we  come 
To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow ; 

And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above 
That  we  may  render  praise. 
92 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

95.  7s.  KfCLLY. 

The  Word  made  quick  and powerful.     Hob.  4  :  12. 

1  SAVIOUR,  bless  thy  word  to  all.; 

Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove; 
O,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call ; 
Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless ; 

Follow  it  with  power  divine ; 
Give  the  gospel  great  success : 
Thine  the  work,  the  glory  thine. 

3  Saviour,  bid  the  world  rejoice ; 

Send,  O  send  thy  truth  abroad ; 
Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice — 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 

96.  7s.  Hammondl 

A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  : 

O,  do  not  our  suit  disdain ; 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend : 
In  compassion  now  descend : 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee :  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

97.  S.  M.  Newton. 

Free  Provision.    Isaiah  55  : 1,  2. 

1  HUNGRY,  and  faint,  and  poor, 
Behold  us,  Lord,  again 
Assembled  here  at  mercy's  door, 
Thv  favor  to  obtain. 
93 


GV^  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED 

2  Thy  word  invites  us  near, 

Or  we  must  starve  indeed ; 

For  we  no  money  have,  to  buy, 

No  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want, 

Thy  hand  alone  can  give ; 
O,  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
That  we  may  eat  and  live. 

98.  C.  M. 

The  Throne  of  Grace.    Eph.  4:16. 

1  O  LORD,  to  us  assembled  here, 

Reveal  thy  smiling  face, 
While  we  by  faith,  with  love  and  fear, 
Approach  a  Throne  of  Grace. 

2  Thy  house  is  called  a  house  of  prayer, 

A  solemn,  sacred  place ; 
O,  let  us  now  thy  presence  share, 
While  at  a  Throne  of  Grace. 

3  With  holy  boldness  may  we  come, 

Though  of  a  sinful  race, 
Thankful  to  find  there  yet  is  room 
Before  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

4  Thy  tender  pity  and  thy  love 

Our  every  fear  can  chase ; 
And  all  our  help  we  then  shall  prove 
Comes  from  a  Throne  of  Grace. 

5  We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  and  laws, 

We  bless  thee  for  our  peace ; 
And,  O !  we  bless  thee,  Lord,  because 
There  is  a  Throne  of  Grace. 


99.  S.  M.  C.  Weslky. 

A  present  Saviour.     Matt.  18  :  20. 

1  JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promised  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name  • 
94 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 

But,  O,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 

4  O  may  thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  perfect  love ! 

1 00.  L.  M.  S.  Stexnete 
Chrisfs  Presence  promised.    Matt.  18  :  20. 

1  WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 

Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  oifer  solemn  prayer  and  praise ; 

2  "  There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word ; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

101.  L.  M.  Cowper. 
On  opening  a  Place  cf  Worship. 

1  JESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee,  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 
95 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
,    Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 

Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

5  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear ; 
O  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  each  worshipper  thine  own. 


102.  C  P.  M.  Kent 

Presence  of  Jesus  invoked.    Matt.  18  :  20. 

1  WHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 

And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
"  There  will  I  oe,"  saith  Christ,  "  to  bless, 
And  every  burdened  soul  redress, 

Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free ; 
Impart  a  kind,  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 


103*  CM.  Montgomery. 

Lord,  teach  us  to  pray.    Luke  11:1. 

1  LORD,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray 

With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet  we  may, 
We  must  to  thee  draw  near. 

2  We  come,  then,  God  of  grace,  to  thee ; 

Give  broken,  contrite  hearts ; 
Give — what  thine  eye  delights  to 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 
96 


GOD  S    PRESENCE    INVOKED 

3  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence 
To  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Give  faith  in  that  one  sacrifice 

Which  can  for  sin  atone ; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes,        * 
On  Christ,  and  Christ  alone. 

5  Give  patience  still,  to  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done : 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  through  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

104.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley 

The  heart-searching  God.    Ps.  139  :  23,  24 

1  THOU  Son  of  God,  whose  searching  eyes 

Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  humble  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere  : 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee ; 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  desperate  state  explain ; 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 
5  97 


GOD  i    PRESENCE    INVOKED. 

105.  CM.  Relief  Htmns. 

The  Worship  of  the  Heart.    TsaL  29  :  13. 

1  THE  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 

Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
Aj-e  but  a  worthless  sacrifice, 
Unless  the  heart  be  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blessed, 

If  sanctified  by  thee ; 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  O  may  that  Spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love ; 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 

108.  CM.  Watt* 

Sincerity  in  Worship.     John  4 :  24. 

1  GOD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 
98 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

UNIVERSAL   PRAISE   TO   GOD. 

107.  L.  M.  Watt* 
The  Jjord  our  God.    Ps.  100. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates,  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise : 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

108.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Praise  to  the  Creator.     Ps.  100. 

1  YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 
99 


UNIVERSAL    PHAISE    TO    GOD, 

4  The  Lord  is  good ;  the  Lord  is  kind ; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure ; 
And  all  the  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

09.  Vs.  Montgomery*. 

Praise  from  all  People.     Ps.  117. 

1  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord ; 

All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise ; 

Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 

Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past  and  present  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love  ; 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneatb 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above ; 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

10.  L.  M.  Tate  <fe  Beady. 
Universal  Praise.     Ps.  100. 

1  WITH  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 

To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  hallowed  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise ; — 

2  Assured  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed — 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  delights  to  feed. 

3  O  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate : 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless ; 

4  For  he's  the  Lord,  supremely  good; 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  en  Hess  ages  shall  endure. 
100 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

111.  L.  M.  Waito 
God  worthy  of  all  Praise.    Ps.  145. 

1  MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I  '11  proclaim ; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endless  stream ; 
Thy  mercy  swift,  thine  anger  slow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

112.  8s  &  7s.  Fawcete 
God  of  our  Salvation.     Isai.  12  :  2-5. 

1  PRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator ; 

Praise  be  thine  from  every  tongue ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father,  source  of  all  compassion, 

Free,  unbounded  grace  is  thine : 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
101 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise ; 
There,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

113,  *7s.  Salisbury  Col. 
u  I  will  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times"     Ps.  84  : 1. 

1  HEAVENLY  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 

Lord,  thy  mercies  never  foil : 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy  of  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then,  with  angel-harps  again, 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain ; 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

114.  L.  M.  S.  Stenxett. 
Praise  from  all  Creatures.     Ps.  150  :  6. 

1  TO  God,  the  universal  King, 

Let  all  mankind  their  tribute  bring ; 
All  that  have  breath  your  voices  raise, 
In  songs  of  never-ceasing  praise. 

2  The  spacious  earth  on  which  we  tread, 
And  wider  heavens  stretched  o'er  our  head, 
A  large  and  solemn  temple  frame 

To  celebrate  its  Builder's  fame. 

3  Here  the  bright  sun,  that  rules  the  day, 
As  through  the  sky  he  makes  his  way, 
To  all  the  world  proclaims  aloud 

The  boundless  sovereignty  of  God. 
102 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

4  When  from  his  courts  the  sun  retires, 
And  with  the  day  his  voice  expires, 
The  moon  and  stars  adopt  the  song, 
And  through  the  night  the  praise  prolong. 

5  The  listening  earth  with  rapture  hears 
Th'  harmonious  music  of  the  spheres ; 
And  all  her  tribes  the  notes  repeat, 
That  God  is  wise,  and  good,  and  great. 

6  But  man,  endowed  with  nobler  powers, 
His  God  in  higher  strains  adores; 

His  is  the  gift  to  know  the  song, 
As  well  as  sing  with  tuneful  tongue. 

115.  10s  &  lis.  Tate  &  Beady. 
Praise  from  Earth  and  Heaven.     Ps.  149. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  your  glad  voice, 

His  praise  in  the  great  assembly  to  sing ; 
In  their  great  Creator  let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation  be  .glad  in  then-  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name  devoutly  adore ; 

In  loud-swelling  strains  his  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens  his  bountiful  store, 

Their  wants  to  relieve,  and  his  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorned,  his  people  shall  sing 

To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies ; 
Then-  loud  acclamations  to  him  their  great  King. 
Thro'  earth  shall  be  sounded,  and  reach  to  the  skies. 

4  Ye  angels  above,  his  glories  who  've  sung, 

In  loftiest  notes,  now  publish  his  praise : 
We  mortals,  delighted,  would  borrow  your  tongm- ; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers,  and  chant  to  your  lays. 

116.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  from  all  Creatures.    Ps.  148. 

1  NATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing, 
God  the  Creator  and  the  King ; 
Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 
103 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs  that  sit  near  his  throne ; 

Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts  and  loudest  songs ; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name ; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

117.  L.  M.  Nekdhais. 

The  only  wise  God.    Jude  25. 

1  AWAKE,  my  tongue ;  thy  tribute  bring 
To  Him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing : 
Praise  Him  who  is  all  praise  above — 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge !  how  profound ! 

A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned! 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas,  combine 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  O,  what  grace ! 

Its  wonders,  O,  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here,  wisdom  shines  forever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 

1  1  S.  H.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise.     Ps.  148. 
1  YE  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise : 
Ye  holy  throng  I    In  worlds  of  light 

Of  angels  bright,  |    Begin  the  song. 

104 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  The  shining  worlds  above 

In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 

By  his  supreme  command: 
He  spake  the  word,  From  nothing  came 

And  ail  their  frame       |    To  praise  the  Lord. . 

3  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above ; 
"He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love : 
While  earth  and  sky     I     His  saints  shall  raise 
Attempt  his  praise,       j    His  honors  high. 

119.  H.   M.  BlBSUB 

Universal  Praise.     Ps.  148. 

1  LET  every  creature  join 

To  bless  Jehovah's  name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  th'  exalted  theme : 
Let  nature  raise,  I    A  general  song 

From  every  tongue,      j    Of  grateful  praise. 

2  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow, 
And  'every  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glow : 
Your  voices  raise,         I     Above  the  rest 
Ye  highly  blest;  |    Declare  his  praise. 

3  Assist  me,  gracious  God ; 

My  heart,  my  voice  inspire; 
Then  shall  I  humbly  join 

The  universal  choir : 
Thy  grace  can  raise      I    And  tune  my  song 
My  heart  and  tongue,  |    To  lively  praise. 

120.  L.  M.  Tate&Blady 

Praise  and  Gratitude.     Ps.  150. 

J   O  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 
From  whence  his  goodness  largely  flows ; 
Praise  him  in  heaven,  where  he  his  face 
Unveiled  in  perfect  glory  shows. 
105 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

Praise  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts 
Which  he  in  our  behalf  hath  done; 

His  kindness  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praise  should  equal  run. 

Let  all  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  doth  to  them  afford 

In  j  ust  returns  of  praise  employ ; 
Let  every  creature  praise  the  Lord. 


121.  H.  M.  Tate  &  Brady 

Praise  from  Heaven  and  Earth.     Ps.  148 

1  YE  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  name  ; 
His  praise  your  songs  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame : 
Your  voices  raise,  And  seraphim, 

Ye  cherubim  |    To  sing  his  praise. 

2  Let  all  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came ; 
And  all  shall  last  I     His  firm  decree 

From  changes  free ;      j     Stands  ever  fast. 

I  22.  8s  &  Vs.  Dublin  Col 

Praise  the  Lord.     Ps.  148. 

i  PRAISE  the  Lord ;  ye  heavens,  adore  him  ; 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 
106 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

123.  L.  M.  Watts. 
All  Praise  due  to  God.     Ps.  57. 

1  BE  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  his  name ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
His  wondrous  goodness  to  proclaim. 

3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

4  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

124.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Beady. 
Praise  due  to  God.     Ps.  57. 

1  BE  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

2  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed ;  'tis  bent 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I  '11  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round ; 
Thy  mercy  highesc  heaven  transcends; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

107 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

125.  L.  M.  Watts. 
God  to  be  praised  and  feared.     Ps  95. 

1  COME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise : 
God  is  a  sovereign  King :  rehearse 
His  honors  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  framed  our  natures  by  his  word: 
He  is  our  Shepherd :  we,  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey ; 
Nor  let  our  hardened  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  drend, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead; 
Attend  the  offered  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

5  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promised  rest; 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest. 

126.  S.  M.  Watts, 
Exhortation  to  Praise.     Ps.  95. 

1  COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound : 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own; 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 
108 


UNIVERSAL    PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race ; 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  dressed 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
•*  You  that  despise  my  promised  rest 
Shall  have  no  portion  there." 

127.  10s  &  lis.         "Winchkll's  Sel. 

God  mighty  to  save.     Isai.  63  : 1. 

1  YE  servants  of  God,  your  Master  pioclainr 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name; 
The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious ;  he  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh ;  his  presence  we  have : 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

3  "  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne," 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son : 

The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  tne  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  arid  give  hkn  his  right — 
All  glory  and  power,  and  wisdom  and  might. 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  neve''  ceasing,  for  infinite  love. 

109 


THE    1RINITY. 


THE   TRINITY. 

128.  H.  M.  Watt* 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  WE  give  immortal  praise 

For  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above : 
He  sent  his  own  I    To  die  for  sins 

Eternal  Son  |    That  we  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  woe : 
And  now  he  lives,         |    And  sees  the  fruit 
And  now  he  reigns,      I    Of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live : 
His  work  completes      I    And  fills  the  soul 
The  great  design,  With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Be  endless  honors  done, 
The  undivided  Three, 

And  the  mysterious  One : 
Where  Reason  fails,     I    There  Faith  prevails, 
With  all  her  powers,    |    And  Love  adores. 

129.  C  M.  Watts. 
Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  GLORY  to  God  the  Father's  name, 

Who,  from  our  sinful  race, 
Hath  chosen  myriads  to  proclaim 
The  honors  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 
110 


THE    TRINITV. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whose  almighty  power 
Our  souls  their  heavenly  birth  derive, 
And  bless  the  happy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God,  that  reigns  above, 

The  holy  Three  in  One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


1 30.  6s  &  4s.  Dobeli/s  Col. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  COME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise ; 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  Days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  descend ; 
From  all  our  foes  defend, 

Nor  let  us  fall ; 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed ; 

Lord,  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless ; 
Come,  give  thy  word  success. 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour ; 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 
Ill 


THE    TRINITY. 

To  thee,  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ; 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


131.  L.  M.  Watm. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  BLESSED  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 

To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 

And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 

From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood, 
Papdon  and  life  for  dying  souls. 

3  We  give  the  sacred  Spirit  praise, 

Who  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe 
Makes  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore, 

That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 

Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 


1 32.  C.  M.  Waits. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  LET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 

Who  never  knew  thy  grace ; 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne ; 
All  glory  to  th'  united  Three, 
The  undi\  ided  One. 
112 


THE    TRINxTY. 

3  'T  wa3  he — and  we  '11  adore  his  name — 

That  formed  us  by  a  word ; 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruined  frame : 
Salvation  to  the  Lord. 

4  Hosanna !  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales,  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal  roa.i  L 


133.  H.  M.  Watt* 
Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  TO  Him  who  chose  us  first, 

Before  the  world  began  ; 
To  Him  who  bore  the  curse 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
To  Him  who  formed     I    Are  endless  praise 
Our  hearts  anew,  [    And  glory  due. 

2  The  Father's  love  shall  run 

Through  our  immortal  songs ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues: 
Our  lips  address  I    With  equal  praise, 

The  Spirit's  name,        |    And  zeal  the  same. 

3  Let  every  saint  above, 

And  angel  round  the  throne, 
Forever  bless  and  love 
The  sacred  Three  in  One  : 
Thus  heaven  shall  raise  I    When  earth  and  time 
His  honors  high,  |    Grow  old  and  die. 

134.  C.  H.  M.  Bodex's  Col. 
Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  TO  God  who  chose  us  in  his  Son, 

Ere  time  its  course  began ; 
To  Christ  who  left  his  radiant  throne, 

And  died  for  wretched  man ; 
To  God  the  Spirit  who  applies 
The  Lamb's  atoning  sacrifice : 

5*  113 


THE    TRINITY. 

2  To  the  Eternal,  equal  three, 

The  undivided  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  both  agree 

To  give  the  praise  alone ; 
In  earth,  in  heaven,  by  all  adored, 
The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord. 


135.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Doctrine  and  Use  of  the  Trinity.     Eph.  2:18. 

1  FATHER  of  glory  !  to  thy  name 

Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease ; 
Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th'  eternal  God, 
And  spread  his  honors  and  their  joys 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 

One  general  song  to  raise ; 
Let  saints  in  earth  and  heaven  combine, 
In  harmony  and  praise. 
114 


DIVINITY    AND    INCARNATION    OF    CHRIST. 

DIVINITY  AND   INCARNATION 
OF   CHRIST. 

1 36.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  Jb. 
My  Lord  and  my  God.    John  20  :  28. 

1  JESUS,  my  Lord,  I  own  thee  God, 
Earth  sprang  to  being  at  thy  nod ; 

All  things  were  made  by  thee,  the  Word, 
Who  wast,  with  God,  as  God  adored. 

2  Before  the  world's  firm  base  was  laid, 
Thy  glorious  Godhead  was  displayed ; 
And  after  worlds  have  ceased  to  be, 
Thy  praise  shall  fill  eternity. 

3  Thou,  gracious  Lord,  my  soul  would  own, 
The  power  to  save  is  thine  alone ; 

O'er  me  assert  thy  sovereign  wDl, 
And  be  my  God,  my  Saviour  still. 

137,  L.  M.  Watt& 

The  Word  was  God.    John  1 : 1. 

1  BEFORE  the  heavens  were  stretched  abroad, 

From  everlasting  was  the  Word ; 
With  God  he  was ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  adored. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made ; 

By  him  supported  all  things  stand ; 
.  He  is  the  whole  creation's  Head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 

The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Dressed  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

4  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son ; 

How  full  of  truth !  how  full  of  grace ! 

When  through  his  flesh  the  Godhead  shone. 
]15 


DIVINITY    AND    INCARNATION    OF    CHRIST. 

5  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 

To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Iminanuel. 

138.  Vs.  B.  Manly,  Jr. 
hmnanuel. 

1  GOD  with  us,  O  glorious  name  I 
Manifest  in  flesh  he  came, 
Hiding  in  a  form  like  mine 

All  his  attributes  divine. 

2  Equal  with  the  Father,  still 
He  obeys  his  Father's  will, 
Lays  his  rightful  glories  by, 
Comes  as  man,  for  man  to  die. 

3  While  as  man  on  earth  he  dwelt, 
As  a  God,  his  power  was  felt; 
At  his  voice  diseases  fled, 
Opening  graves  restored  their  dead. 

4  As  a  man,  he  groans  and  dies, 
Prisoned  in  the  tomb  he  lies ; 
Soon  he  rises  from  the  grave- 
Man  to  die,  but  God  to  save. 

139.  CM.  Medley. 
The  Incarnation  of  Christ.     Luke  2  :  14. 

1  MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 

To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rolled ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'T  was  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 
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4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  impetuous  torrent  ran ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song: 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

6  With  joy  the  chorus  we  '11  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
Good- will  and  peace  are  now  complete : 
Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

7  Hail,  Prince  of  Life !  forever  hail, 

Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 


1  10.  H.  M.  Salisbury  Col. 

The  Angels'  Song.     Luke  2  :  14. 

1  HARK !  what  celestial  sounds, 

What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear : 
Now  all  is  still ;  1    In  tuneful  notes, 

Now  wild  it  floats        |    Loud,  sweet,  and  shrilL 

2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend, 

With  harmony  divine : 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 

And  in  full  chorus  join : 
"  Fear  not,"  say  they ;  I     Jesus,  your  King, 
**  Great  joy  we  bring :  |    Is  born  to-day." 

3  He  comes,  your  souls  to  save 

From  death's  eternal  gloom ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb : 
Your  voices  raise,  Your  songs  unite 

With  sons  of  light ;      |    Of  endless  praise, 
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4  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound ; 
For  peace  on  earth,      I    To  man  is  given, 
From  God  in  heaven,   |    At  Jesus'  birth. 

141.  Is.  Rippon's  Cou 

Luke  2 :  14. 

1  HARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise ; 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3  See,  he  lays  his  glory  by, 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die — 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth — 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Hail,  the  holy  Prince  of  Peace ! 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

5  Let  us,  then,  with  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 


142.  8s  &  7s.  Cawo. 

Luke  2 :  14. 

1  HARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  th'  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  story ; 

Hear  them  chant,  in  hymns  of  joy 
"  Glory  in  the  highest — glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high '. 
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DIVINITY    AND    INCARNATION    OF    CHRIST 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found, 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven," 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing; 
O,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  Bang." 

5  Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  most  high !" 

I  43.  L.  M.  Dobell's  Col 

Luke  2 :  14. 

1  WAKE,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn, 
For  unto  us  a  Saviour 's  born ; 

See  how  the  angels  wing  their  way, 
To  usher  in  the  glorious  day ! 

2  Hark  !  what  sweet  music — what  a  song — 
Sounds  from  the  bright,  celestial  throng ! 
Sweet  song — whose  melting  sounds  impart 
Joy  to  each  raptured,  listening  heart. 

3  Come,  join  the  angels  in  the  sky, 
Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  on  high ; 
Let  peace  and  love  on  earth  abound, 
While  time  revolves  and  years  roll  round. 

1 44.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Luke  2 :  14. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
The  blessing  promised  long ; 

Angels  announce  the  Saviour  near, 
In  this  triumphant  song : — 

2  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  : 

Good- will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth." 
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DIVINITY    AND    INCARNATION     OF    CHRIST. 

3  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  men  employ  their  tongues ; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs : — 

4  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth." 

145.  CM.  DODDIIDGR 

Isaiah  61:1.    Luke  4: 18-21. 

1  HARK !  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  long ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

1 46.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Psalm  98. 

1  JOY  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come  1 
Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 
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DIVINITY    AND    INCARNATION    OF    CHRIST. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth !  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields,  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Tar  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


1  3  7  •  L.  M. .  Relief  Hymns 

A  Man  of  Sorrows.     Isai.  53:3. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory,  moved  by  love, 
Descends,  in  mercy,  from  above ; 
And  he,  before  whom  angels  bow, 
Is  found  a  man  of  grief  below.' 

2  Such  love  is  great,  too  great  for  thought, 
Its  length  and  breadth  in  vain  are  sought ; 
No  tongue  can  tell  its  depth  and  height ; 
The  love  of  Christ  is  infinite. 

3  But  though  his  love  no  measure  knows, 
The  Saviour  to  his  people  shows 
Enough  to  give  them  joy,  when  known, 
Enough  to  make  their  hearts  his  own. 

4  Constrained  by  this,  they  walk  with  him ; 
His  love  their  most  delightful  theme ; 
To  glorify  him  here,  their  aim — 

Their  hope,  in  heaven  to  praise  his  name. 

I  48.  C.  M.  Wesley. 

Isaiah  9  :  2,  6,  7. 

1  THE  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 
Have  seen  a  glorious  light; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

2  To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 

The  gathering  nations  come, 
With  joy,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 
The  harvest  treasures  home. 

3  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given ; 
A.nd  him  shall  all  the  earth  obey, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

4  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  adored, 
The  "Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

5  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
His  throne  shall  justice  guard  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


CHRIST'S   SUFFERINGS   AND 
DEATH. 

149.  C.  M.  Watts 

The  Types  fulfilled.     Heb.  10  : 1-14. 

1  THE  true  Messiah  now  appears ; 

The  types  are  all  withdrawn ; 
So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

2  No  smoking  sweets  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kid  nor  bullock  slain : — 
Incense  and  spice,  of  costly  names, 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, 
When  Christ,  the  Lord,  comes  down,  to  be 
The  offering  and  the  priest. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh,  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love : 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 
And  prays  for  us  above. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

5  "  Father,"  he  cries,  "  forgive  their  sins, 
For  I  myself  have  died ;" 
And  then  he  shows  his  opened  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 

1 50.  C.  M.  Eng.  Bap.  Col. 

A  Man  of  sorrows  and  acquainted  with  grief.     Isai.  53:3 

1  BEHOLD,  the  Son  of  God  appears, 

To  save  from  sin  and  woe ; 
He  leaves  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 
To  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Clothing  himself  with  mortal  flesh, 

He  flies  to  our  relief: — 
Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  How  keen  the  anguish  and  the  smart 

That  pained  his  holy  mind, 
When  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Against  him  were  combined ! 

4  But  heavier,  far,  the  mighty  load, 

When  sorrow  filled  his  breast, 

And,  in  the  garden's  gloomy  scene, 

His  mourning  soul  oppressed. 

5  And  darker  still  the  awful  hour 

When  on  the  cross  he  cried, 
"  Tis  finished,"  the  full  ransom 's  paid, 
Then  bowed  his  head  and  died ! 

6  And  did  my  Saviour  thus  expire, 

Nailed  to  th'  accursed  tree  ? 

To  him  I  give  my  sOul  away, 

Who  lived  and  died  for  me. 


151.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

The  Day  of  Vengeance.     Isai.  61:2. 

1  « I  COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 
"  A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
From  debts  and  bondage  to  discharge ; 

And  Jews  and  Greeks  the  grace  shall  share. 
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2  "  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim, 

But  not  on  man  the  storm  shall  fall ; 
On  me  its  thunders  shall  descend, 

My  strength,  my  love,  sustain  them  all." 

3  Stupendous  favor !  matchless  grace ! 

Jesus  has  died,  that  we  might  live : 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above, 
Could  so  divine  a  ransom  give. 

4  To  Him,  who  loved  our  ruined  race, 

And  for  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
Let  songs  of  joyful  praises  rise, 
Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne. 

1 52.  C.  M.  Haweis. 

The  Agony  of  the  Garden.    Luke  22  :  42-44. 

1  DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 

On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ;  / 

His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down ; 
In  agony  he  prayed : 

2  "  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner :  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow  ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear ; 

Thy  Father's  will  obey : 
And  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

I53#  L.  M.  Psalmist. 

Uod  forbid  that  I  should  glory  save  in  the  Cross.     Gal  6  :  14. 

1  COME,  guilty  sinners,  come  and  see 
Your  great  atoning  Sacrifice: 
Behold,  on  yonder  gory  tree, 

The  King  of  kings  for  rebels  dies. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

2  How  gracious,  how  severe  thou  art. 

Just  God,  in  thy  redeeming  plan! 
The  spear  that  pierced  Immanuel's  heart 
Revealed  the  fount  of  life  for  man. 

3  Hail,  hallowed  cross,  accursed  no  more ; 

Rich  tree  of  life  to  all  our  race ; 
Blest  tree  of  Paradise,  which  bore 
The  choicest  fruit,  the  gift  of  grace. 

4  Lord,  shall  our  grief  or  joy  prevail  ? 

Our  heart  is  rent  amidst  their  strife ; 
Shall  we  the  Victim's  death  bewail, 
Or  hail  it  as  our  way  to  life  1 

5  Thy  dying,  living,  boundless  love, 

While  here  below,  shall  tune  our  tongue, 
And  when  we  join  the  choir  above, 
Thy  love  be  our  triumphant  song. 

154.  CM.  Steels. 

Though  he  was  rich,  he  bccmne  poor.     2  Cor.  8  :  9. 

1  AND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 

The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 
That  guilty  man  might  rise  % 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high — 
Surprising  mercy !  love  unknown ! — 

To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

• 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffered  in  his  stead ; 
For  sinful  man — O,  wondrous  grace ! 
For  sinful  man  he  bled. 

4  O  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thine  atoning  blood ! 
By  this  are  sinners  saved  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favors  so  divine  ? 
O  take  my  all,  this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

155.  L.  M.  Jas.  Tuppkb. 

Oethsemane. 

1  DARK  was  the  hour,  when  Jesus  bore 

The  sorrows  of  Gethsemane ; 
Strong  was  the  grief,  which  caused  to  flow 
His  bloody  sweat  of  agony. 

2  He  came  with  fallen  man  to  dwell, 

And  suffer  in  his  guilty  stead ; 
He  came,  and  now  God's  anger  fell, 
Unmixed,  upon  his  sinless  head. 

3  O,  hear  the  fainting  Sufferer  pray, 

As  all  the  powers  of  nature  sink — 
"  O,  Father,  take  this  cup  away, 
The  bitter  cup,  alone,  I  drink." 

4  "  Yet  not  my  will,"  he  humbly  cries — 

"  Thine,  Father,  be  as  ever  done." 
Amazing  wonder !  heaven  denies 
The  prayer  of  its  own  Holy  One. 

5  It  could  not  pass,  for  he  alone 

Was  strong  to  suffer  and  to  save ; 
By  him,  in  blood,  our  sins  were  borne, 
And  death  he  conquered  in  the  grave. 

1 56.  C.  M.  Hemams 

Matt.  26,:  36-44. 

1  HE  knelt ;  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked,  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade. 

On  that  dread  agony : 
The  Lord  of  all,  above,  beneath, 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  The  sun  went  down  in  fearful  hour; 

The  heavens  might  well  grow  dim, 
When  this  mortality  had  power 

To  thus  o'ershadow  him ; 
That  he  who  gave  man's  breath  might  know 
The  very  depths  of  human  woe. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

3  He  knew  them  all — the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread; 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life 

AH  darkened  round  his  head  ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray  ; 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 

4  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread ; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead ; 
But  there  was  sent  him,  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  strength,  for  man  to  die. 

5  And  was  the  sinless  thus  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  1 
How,  but  through  him  that  path  who  trod  1 
"  Save,  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God." 

157.  Is.      (6  lines.)'        Montgomery. 

The  Captain  of  our  Salvation  made  perfect  through  suffer- 
ings.    Heb.  2  :  10. 

1  GO  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour: 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned  : 
O,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

O,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete: 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 
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CI1RIS1  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom : 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen ;  he  meets  our  eyes : 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


1 58.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

I,  if  I  be  lifted  up,  will  draw  all  men  unto  me.    Juhn  12  :  32 

1  BEHOLD  th'  amazing  sight, 

The  Saviour  lifted  high  ; 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony. 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  painful  smart, 

And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  us  he  hung  and  bled, 

For  us  in  torture  died ; 
'T  was  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore 

In  sympathy  of  love ; 
I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 

Let  all  the  earth  combine, 
With  cheerful  ardoi   to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 


1 59.  C.  M.  S.  Wesley,  Sen. 

It  is  finished.    John  19  :  30. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee ! 
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CHitxST  .}    S^JFPEQI-NGS    AND    DEATH. 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done !  the  precious  ransom 's  paid ! 

"  Receive  my  soul !"  he  cries : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head ! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  he  '11  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine : 
O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine ! 

160.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Francis. 
It  is  finished.    John  19  :  30. 

1  HARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary : 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky : 

"  It  is  finished !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished !" — O,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord: 

"  It  is  finished !" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme: 
All  in  earth  and  heaven  uniting, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

161.  L.  M.  S.  Stensett. 

John  19 :  30. 

1  'TIS  finished !  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died : 
'Tis  finished — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 
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CHRIST  3    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

2  'Tis  finished — all  that  heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfilled,  as  was  designed, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finished — Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoiled  : 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

4  'Tis  finished — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  -through  all  the  nations  round : 

'Tis  finished — let  the  echo  fly 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and  sky 

162.  L.  M.  Steele. 
Matt.  27  :  45,  51. 

1  STRETCHED  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies; 
Hark !  his  expiring  groans  arise ; 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Descends  the  sacred,  crimson  tide* 

2  And  didst  thou  bleed? — for  sinners  bleed? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed? 

No ;  he  withdrew  his  cheering  ray, 
And  darkness  veiled  the  mourning  day. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  mercy  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  so  hard  remain — 
Unmoved  by  either  love  or  pain ! 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
[n  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

163.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Isai.  53:6-9,  12. 

1  LIKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  let  him  see  a  numerous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

5  "  I  '11  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  A  portion  with  the  strong : 

He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 

And  hold  his  honors  long." 

164.  C  M.  S.  Stennett. 

Truly  this  was  the  Son  of  God.     Matt.  27  :  54. 

1  YONDER — amazing  sight! — I  see 

Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head : 
The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  1»he  trembling  earth,  the  darkened  sky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 
And,  with  the  amazed  Centurion,  cry, 
"  This  is  the  Son  of  God !" 

4  So  great,  so  vast  a  sacrifice, 

May  well  my  hope  revive ; 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 

5  O,  that  these  cords  of  love  divine 

Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee ! 
Thou  hast  my  heart,  it  shall  be  thine— 
Thine  it  shall  ever  be ! 
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CHRIST  S    SUFFERINGS    AND    DEATH. 

165.  L.  M.  Watts 

TJie  blind  receive  their  sight.     Matt.  11:5.     John  5 :  37 

1  BEHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive ; 
Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live ; 

The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal. the  mission  of  the  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God ; 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  dib. 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart, 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

166.  L.  M.  c.  Wesle* 

Behold  the  man.    John  19:5. 

1  YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man  ; 

The  man  of  grief  condemned  for  you ! 
The  Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 

2  See  there !  his  temples  crowned  with  thorns, 

His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide, 
His  streaming  feet  transfixed  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

3  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 

Convulsed,  when  her  Creator  died : 
O,  may  our  inmost  nature  shake, 
And  bow  with  Jesus  crucified ! 

4  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 

Could  tremble,  and  asunder  part ; 
O,  rend,  with  thine  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart! 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 


RESURRECTION   OF   CHRIST. 

167.  CM.  Watts. 

Victory  through  the  cross.     Col.  2  :  14,  15. 

1  I  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death; 

He  conquered  when  he  fell : 
'  Tis  finished,  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  '  Tis  finished,  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done ; 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise, 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown, 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  passed  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord ; 
To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye 

Await  their  several  crowns, 
And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 


168.  L.  M.  Watts. 

This  Jesus  hath  God  raised  up.     Acts  2:23,  24,  32. 

1  HE  dies !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies ! 

Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

3  Here 's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again ! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ! 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 

6  Say,  "  Live  forever,  wondrous  King ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save !" 
Then  ask,  "  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ?" 
And,  "  Where 's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  T*. 

1 69.  7s.  Colly™. 
He  is  not  here  ;  He  is  risen.     Matt.  28:6. 

1  MORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb ; 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom ; 

Day  of  triumph !  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise. 

2  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Christian,  dry  your  flowing  tears; 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

170.  CM.  S.  Wesley,  Jb. 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness.     Isai  63  :  3.     Matt.  27  :  52,  63 

1  THE  Sun  of  Righteousness  appears, 
To  set  in  blood  no  more : 
Exult;  he  banishes  your  fears; 
Your  rising  God  adore. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

2  The  saints,  when  he  resigned  his  breath, 

Unclosed  their  sleeping  eyes ; 
He  breaks  again  the  bands  of  death ; 
Again  the  dead  arise. 

3  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran, 

Alone  the  wine-press  trod : 
He  died  and  suffered  as  a  man; 
He  rises  as  a  God. 

4  In  rain  the  stone,  the  watch,  and  seal, 

Forbid  an  early  rise 
To  him  who  breaks  the  gates  of  hell, 
And  opens  Paradise. 


H.  M.  S.  STExxsn 

The  Saviour,  the  Judge.     Acts  1  :  9-1 1. 

1  COME,  every  pious  heart 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert  * 

To  celebrate  his  feme : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  Such  was  his  zeal  for  God, 

And  such  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 

What  Gabriel  could  not  do : 
His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 
All  words  exceed,  and  thoughts  surpass. 

3  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died. 
"What  he  endured,  O  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell ! 

4  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
In  glorious  triumpn  led : 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  re  gns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

5  From  thence  he  '11  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  stay, 
And  bear  our  spirits  home, 
To  realms  of  endless  day : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

6  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve : 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  ; 
The  gift,  though  small,  thou  wilt  receive. 


172.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Wlierefore  God  also  hath  highly  exalted  him,  &c.    PhiL  2    9 

1  NOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 

To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son ; 
Awake,  my  \wice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  those  bright  robes  he  wore  above : 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love ! 

3  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay ; 
Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

4  Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 

Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns : 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains. 


17  3*  Vs.  Cup^'ortr 

Resurrection  with  Christ.     1  Thess.  4:14. 

1  CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say : 
Raise  your  songs  of  triumph  high ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and,  earth,  replv. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won ; 
Lo !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 
Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal .' 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ! 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King ; 
Where,  O  Death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save ; 
Where  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 


17  4.  CM.  ,  Watts 

I  am  He  that  liveth  and  was  dead.     Rev.  1 :  18. 

1  HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  Light, 
Who  clothed  himself  in  clay, 

Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 
Since  our  Immanuel  rose ; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoiled  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father,  flies, 

With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessings  down  ; 

Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

5  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  blest  abode ; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise ; 
Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  ImmanuePs  praise. 


17  5.  S.  M.  Essay. 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed.     Luke  24  :  34. 

1  "  THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed ;" 

He  lives  to  die  no  more ; 
He  lives  the  sinners  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ;" 

Then  hell  has  lost  his  prey ; 
With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed :" 

Attending  angels,  hear ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 


176.  H.  M.  Doddridor 

Me  is  not  here,  but  is  risen.     Luke  24  : 4-6. 

1  YES,  the  Redeemer  rose; 

The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 

High  raised  his  conquering  head : 
In  wild  dismay,  I    Fall  to  the  ground, 

The  guards  around       |    And  sink  away. 

2  Behold,  th'  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 
With  joy  they  come,     I     From  realms  of  day 
And  wing  their  way      |     To  Jesus'  tomb. 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear: 
Hark !  as  they  soar  on  high. 
What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Their  anthems  say,       I    Hath  left  the  dead ; 
"  The  Lord,  who  bled,  |    He  rose  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 

Redeemed  by  him  from  hell, 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell : 
Transported,  cry,  I    Hath  left  the  dead 

"  The  Lord,  who  bled,  |    No  more  to  die." 

1  7  7  •  H.  M.  Biokersteth's  *3ol. 

He  led  captivity  captive.    Eph.  4 :  8.     Rom.  8  :  33    ^<L 

1  THE  happy  morn  is  come : 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 

Omnipotent  to  save  r 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

2  Who  now  accuseth  them, 

For  whom  their  Ransom  died  ? 
Who  now  shall  those  condemn 

Whom  God  hath  justified  % 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

3  Christ  hath  the  ransom  paid ; 

The  glorious  work  is  done ; 
On  him  our  help  is  laid, 

By  him  our  victory  won : 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

E.*®.  Vs.  Spir.  of  the  Psalms. 

The  King  of  Glory.     Ps.  24. 

1  "  WIDE,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold, 
Closed  no  more  by  death  and  sin ; 
Lo!  the  conquering  Lord  behold; 
Let  the  King  of  glory  in." 
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RESURRECTION    OF    CHRIST. 

2  Hark  !  th'  angelic  host  inquire, 

"  Who  is  he,  th'  almighty  King?" 
Hark  again !  the  answering  choir 
Thus  in  strains  of  triumph  sing : — 

3  "  He  whose  powerful  arm,  alone, 

On  his  foes  destruction  hurled ; 
He  who  hath  the  victory  won ; 
He  who  saved  a  ruined  world ; — 

4  "  He  who  God's  pure  law  fulfilled ; 

Jesus,  the  incarnate  Word  ; 
He  whose  truth  with  blood  was  sealed  ;— 
He  is  heaven's  all-glorious  Lord. ' 

5  "  Who  shall  up  to  that  abode 

Follow  in  the  Saviour's  train  V 
"  They  who  in  his  cleansing  blood 
Wash  away  each  guilty  stain ; — 

6  "  They  whose  daily  actions  prove 

Steadfast  faith  and  holy  fear, 
Fervent  zeal  and  grateful  love ; — 
They  shall  dwell  forever  here." 

179.  L.  M.  c.  Wjs! 

The  King  of  Glory.    Ps.  24. 

1  OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ; 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led — 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !" 

S  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right ; — 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 

4  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 

The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame ; 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell,  o'erthrew , 

And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 

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INTERCESSION    OF    CHRIST. 

5  Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  grates ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !" 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  blessed ! 


180.  C.    M.  Watts. 

All  puioer  is  given  unto  me  in  heaven  and  earth.    Matt.  28:18. 

1  O  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God,  the  sovereign  King ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout,  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound  ; 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 


INTERCESSION    OF    CHRIST. 

81«  CM.  Doddridge. 

Wt.  have  not  an  High  Priest  who  cannot  be  touched,  die. 
Heb.  4 :  15. 

1  NOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathizing  love. 
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INTERCESSION    OF    CHRIST. 

2  Though  raised  to  heaven's  exalted  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  hosts  of  light, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned — 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  lie  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say- 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  our  breasts 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn — 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

182.  CM.  Watts. 

In  all  their  afflictions  he  was  afflicted.     Isai.  63  ■  9. 

1  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above : 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness ; 

His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears, 

4  He  '11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  each  distressing  hour. 
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INTERCESSION    OF    CHRIST. 

182.  S.  M.  Wato 

Christ  entered  into  the  holy  place.     Heb.  9  •  1  °.  •><*• 

1  WELL,  the  Redeemer 's  gone 

T'  appear  before  our  God, 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  blood. 

2  No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  justice  call  for  sinner's  blood, 
The  Saviour  shows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  suit  he  moves, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honor  sing, 
Jesus  the  priest  receives  our  songs, 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  We  bow  before  his  face, 

And  sound  his  glories  high, 
"  Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace 
That  lays  his  thunder  by." 

1 84.  L.  M.  Steele. 

If  any  man  sin,  we  have  an  Advocate.     1  John  2  : 1. 

1  HE  lives !  the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
He  pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  dark,  despairing  thoughts ; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise ; 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 
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4  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  thou  dost  plead,  and  must  prevail 

1£3.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

He  ever  liveth  to  make  intercession.     Hob.  7  :  25. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 

He  brings  salvation  near ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 

What  can  withstand  his  will? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

186.  L.  M.  Medlct 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth.    Job  19  :  25. 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives ; 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives  my  ever-living  head. 

12  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above ; 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives  to  grant  me  fresh  supply, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye ; 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  near  my  soul's  complaint, 
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4  He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart ; 

He  lives  my  kind,  wise,  heavenly  Friend, 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end ; 

5  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name ! 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same : 

O !  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

1 87.  L.  M.  Medley 
lam  He  that  liveth.     Rev.  1 :  17,  18. 

1  THE  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die ; 
He  lives,  the  Lord  enthroned  on  high ; 
He  lives,  triumphant  o'er  the  grave ; 
He  lives,  eternally  to  save. 

2  He  lives,  to  still  his  servants'  fears ; 
He  lives,  to  wipe  away  their  tears ; 
He  lives,  their  mansions  to  prepare ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  them  safely  there. 

3  Ye  mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Dismiss  your  gloomy  doubts  and  fears ; 
With  cheerful  hope  your  hearts  revive, 
For  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  yet  alive. 

4  His  saints  he  loves,  and  never  leaves ; 
The  contrite  sinner  he  receives : 
Abundant  grace  will  he  afford, 

Till  all  are  present  with  the  Lord. 

188.  CM.  T0?LAI>Y 

TJie  prevailing  Intercessor.    John  1*7 :  24. 

1  AWAKE,  my  gratitude,  and  sing 

Th'  ascended  Saviour's  love ; 
Sing  how  he  lives  to  carry  on 
His  people's  cause  above. 

2  With  cries  and  tears,  he  offered  up 

His  humble  suit  below ; 
But  with  authority  he  asks, 
Enthroned  in  glory  now. 
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3  For  all  that  come  to  God  by  him, 

Salvation  he  demands ; 
Points  to  their  names  upon  his  breast, 
And  spreads  his  wounded  hands. 

4  His  sweet  atoning  sacrifice 

Gives  sanction  to  his  claim : 
"  Father,  I  will  that  all  my  saints 
Be  with  me  where  I  am : 

5  "  By  their  salvation,  recompense 

The"  sorrows  I  endured ; 
Just  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
And  faithful  to  thy  word." 

6  Eternal  life,  at  his  request, 

To  every  saint  is  given ; 

Safety  below,  and  after  death, 

The  plenitude  of  heaven. 

1 89.  L.  M.  Logan. 

Our  High  Priest.    Heb.  4:15,  5  :T. 

1  WHERE  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 

A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  Advocate  of  saints  appears. 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye ; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  Our  fellow-suiferer  yet  retains 
A  fellow-feeling  of  our  pains ; 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  and  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  man  of  sorrows  had  a  part ; 
He  sympathizes  in  our  grief, 

And  to  the  suferer  sends  relief. 

5  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known ; 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heavenly  power, 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 

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INTERCESSION    OF    CHRIST. 

190.  P.M.  S.M.WAEING. 
Plead  thou  my  cause. 

1  PLEAD  thou,  O  plead  my  cause  1 

Each  self-excusing  plea 
My  trembling  soul  withdraws, 

And  flies  to  thee. 
Where  justice  rears  her  throne, 
Ah  who,  save  thee  alone, 
May  stand,  O  spotless  One ! 

Plead  thou  my  cause ! 

2  Ah !  plead  not  aught  of  mine 

Before  thine  altar  thrown ; 
Fragments — when  all  is  thine — 

All,  all  thine  own ! 
Thou  seest  what  stains  they  bear ; 
O,  since  each  tear,  each  prayer 
Hath  need  of  pardon  there, 

Plead  thou  my  cause  1 

3  O,  plead  my  eause  above  \ 

Plead  thine  within  my  breast; 
Till  there  thy  peaceful  Dove 

Shall  build  her  nest 
Thou  know'st  this  will — how  frail — 
Thou  know'st,  though  language  fail, 
My  soul's  mysterious  tale — 

Plead  thou  my  cause  I 

191.  C.I  Wabdla^. 
I  will  remember  my  covenant    Ezek.  16 :  60. 

1  THE  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crowned, 

On  heaven's  exalted  throne, 
Remembers  those  for  whom,  on  earth, 
He  heaved  his  dying  groan. 

2  His  glory  now  no  tongue  of  man 

Or  seraph  bright  can  tell : 
Yet  'tis  the  chief  of  all  his  joys 
That  souls  are  saved  from  helL 

3  For  this  he  came  and  dwelt  on  earth ; 

For  this  his  life  was  given ; 
For  this  he  fought  and  vanquished  death ; 
For  this  lie  pleads  in  heaven. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky, 
Your  grateful  praise  to  give ; 

Sing  loud  hosannas  to  the  Lord, 
Who  died  that  you  might  live. 


TITLES   OF    CHRIST. 
(arranged  in  alphabetic  order.) 

192.  S.   M.  HOSDKSI. 

Bread.    John  6:41-51. 

1  BEHOLD  the  gift  of  God : 

Sinners  adore  his  name, 
Who  shed  for  us  his  precious  blood, 
Who  bore  our  curse  and  shame, 

2  Behold  the  living  bread 

Which  Jesus  came  to  give, 
By  dying  in  the  sinner's  stead, 
That  he  might  ever  live. 

3  The  Lord  delights  to  give ; 

He  knows  you  've  naught  to  buy : 
To  Jesus  haste ;  this  bread  receive, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

193.  8s  (fe  7s.  Madan'sCoi 

Consolation  of  Israel.    Luke  2 :  25. 

1  COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus ! 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  tnee : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation — 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring ; 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


194.  C  M.  Watts. 

Corner-stone.     IsaL  28  :  16.     1  Pet.  2  :  6. 

1  BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation  stone, 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

Let  saints  adore  the  name  y 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  Church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood; 

Yet  must  this  building  rise : 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


195.  H.  M.  Beddomt. 

Fountain.    Zech.  13:1.    John  4:10;  19  :  34. 

1  FROM  thy  dear,  pierced  side, 
Unspotted  Lamb  of  God, 
Came  forth  a  mingled  stream 
Of  water  and  of  blood : 
My  sinful  soul  I    Till  every  stain 

There  I  would  lay,       |    Is  washed  away. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

2  'Tis  from  this  sacred  spring 

A  sovereign  virtue  flows, 
To  heal  my  painful  wounds, 

And  cure  my  deadly  woes: 
Here,  then,  I  '11  bathe,  I    Till  not  a  wound 
And  bathe  again,  j    Or  woe  remain. 

3  A  fountain  'tis,  unsealed, 

Divinely  rich  and  free, 
Open  for  all  who  come, 

And  open,  too,  for  me : 
To  this  pure  fount        I    Come,  sinners,  come ; 
Will  I  repair:  |    There's  mercy  there. 

1 96.  8s  &  Vs.  Presb.  Col. 
Friend.     Prov.  18  :  24. 

1  ONE  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ! 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  O !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ; 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often 
What  a  friend  we  have  above. 

197.  L.  M.  Newton. 
Is  this  thy  kindness  to  thy  friend?     2  Sam.  16  :  17. 

1  POOR,  weak,  and  worthless,  though  I  am, 

I  have  a  rich  almighty  Friend ; 
Jesus,  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransomed  me  from  hei-  with  blood : 

And,  by  his  power,  my  foes  controlled : 
He  found  me  wandering  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 
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3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  wants  supplies, 

And  says  that  I  shall  shortly  be 

Enthroned  with  him  above  the  skies : 

O.  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me ! 

4  But  ah !  my  inmost  spirit  mourns, 

And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  swim,     « 
To  think  of  my  perverse  returns: 
I  've  been  a  faithless  friend  to  him. 

5  Sure,  were  I  not  most  vile  and  base, 

J  could  not  thus  my  God  requite ; 
And  were  he  not  the  God  of  grace, 

He  'd  frown  and  spurn  me  from  his  sight, 

198.  C.  M.  Swat*. 

A  friend  loveth  at  all  times.     Prov.  17 :  17. 

1  A  FRIEND  there  is — your  voices  join, 

Ye  saints,  to  praise  his  name — 

Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 

Whose  love 's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 

This  friend  is  always  near ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

3  His  love  no  end  or  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course; 
Immutably  the  same  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face, 

And  clouds  surround  his  throne, 
He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sovereign  will, 

He  never  takes  away  our  all — 

Himself  he  gives  us  still ! 

6  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs, 

And  measures  out  our  pains ; 
The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys— 
His  word  its  rage  restrains. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

199.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Head  of  the  Church. 

Gave  him  to  be  head — to  the  Church.     Eph.  4:15,  16. 

i  JESUS,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  calls  a  worm  thine  own ; 

Give  me  among  thy  saints  a  place 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee,  our  vital  Head, 

We  act,  and  grow,  and  thrive; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead 
When  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 

Here  join  in  sweet  accord, 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 

4  O,  may  my  faith  each  hour  derive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight ; 
While  death  and  hell  in  vain  shall  strive 
This  bond  to  disunite. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  present 

Before  thy  Father's  face ; 
Nor  shall  a  wrinkle  or  a  spot 
Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 

200.  H.  M.  C.WE6f«T 

King  of  kings.     Rev.  7:14. 

1  REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King ; 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice. 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice.' 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

3  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy:" 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice ! 

1  CM.  HOSKTNS. 

Lamb  of  God.    John  1 :  29,  36. 

1  BEHOLD,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Who  takes  away  our  guilt ; 
Behold  th'  atoning  precious  blood 
That  for  our  sins  he  spilt. 

2  O  sinners,  now  to  Christ  draw  near, 

Invited  by  his  word  ; 
The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear ; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

3  Backsliders,  too,  the  Saviour  calls, 

And  washes  in  his  blood : 
Arise,  return- from  grievous  falls; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

4  In  every  state,  and  time,  and  place, 

Naught  plead  but  Jesus'  blood ; 
However  wretched  be  your  case, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

5  Spirit  of  grace,  to  us  apply 

ImmanuePs  precious  blood, 
That  we  may,  with  thy  saints  on  high, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

2.  L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Physician  of  the  Soul, 
1  DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made ; 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 
In  vain,  alas !  is  nature's  aid ; 

The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

2  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found  ? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near ; 

Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live ; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow : 
'Tis  only  that  dear,  sacred  flood, 

Can  ease  thy  pain,  and  heal  thy  woe. 

203.  C  M.  DODDRIDGH. 

Physician.    John  5  :  6. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  great  Physician  stands, 

Whose  skill  is  ever  sure ; 
And  loud  he  calls  to  sinful  men, 
And  freely  offers  cure. 

2  And  will  ye  hear  his  gracious  voice, 

While  sore  diseased  ye  lie  ? 
Or  will  ye  all  his  grace  despise, 
And  trifle  till  ye  die  ? 

3  Blest  Jesus,  speak  the  healing  word, 

And  inward  vigor  give ; 
Then,  raised  by  energy  divine, 
Shall  helpless  mortals  live. 

204.  C.  M.  Ref.  Dutch  Col. 
Prince  of  Peace.     Isai.  9 : 6. 

1  LET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise, 

Who  taste  the  Saviour's  grace ; 
With  those  above,  proclaim  his  praise, 
And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

2  Praise  him  who  laid  his  glory  by 

For  man's  apostate  race ; 
Praise  him  who  stooped  to  bleed  and  die, 
And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 
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TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

3  We  soon  shall  reach  the  heavenly  shyi', 
To  view  his  lovely  face, 
His  name  forever  to  adore, 

And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

205.  L.  M.     (6  lines.)  «>Avnra. 
Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

1  JESUS,  how  precious  is  thy  name ! 

The  great  Jehovah's  darling  thou  [ 
O,  let  me  catch  th'  immortal  flame, 

With  which  angelic  bosoms  glow ! 
Since  angels  love  thee,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blessed  above. 

2  My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide, 

Thy  sweet  instructions  I  will  hear ' 
The  words  that  from  thy  lips  proceed 

O  how  divinely  sweet  they  are  ! 
Thee,  my  great  Prophet,  I  would  lovo, 
And  imitate  the  blessed  above. 

3  My  great  High  Priest,  whose  precious  blood 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  cross ; 
Who  now  dost  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendless  sinner's  cause ; 
In  thee  I  trust ;  thee  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blessed  above. 

4  My  King  supreme,  to  thee  I  bow, 

A  willing  subject  at  thy  feet ; 
All  other  lords  I  disavow, 

And  to  thy  government  submit : 
My  Saviour  King  this  heart  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blessed  above. 

206.  H.  M.  Watts. 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King.     1  Cor.  1 :  30. 

1  JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore : 
All  are  too  mean  I    Too  mean  to  set 

To  speak  his  worth,     |    My  Saviour  forth. 
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2  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came — 
The  joyful  news  I    Of  hell  subdued, 

Of  sins  forgiven,  |    And  peace  with  heaven 

3  Jesus,  my  gTeat  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  powerful  blood       I    And  now  it  pleads 
Did  once  atone,  |    Before  the  throne. 

4  O  thou  almighty  Lord, 

My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace,  I  sing : 
Thine  is  the  power;      I     In  willing  bonds 
Behold,  I  sit  |    Beneath  thy  feet. 


207  •  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Our  Righteousness.    Jer.  23:6. 

1  SAVIOUR  divine !  we  know  thy  name, 

And  in  that  name  we  trust ; 
Thou  art  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
Thou  art  thine  Israel's  boast. 

2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 

And  low  in  dust  we  lie, 
Till  Jesus  stretch  his  gracious  arm 
To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 

3  The  sins  of  one  most  righteous  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  despair ; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  great  Surety  clear. 

4  That  spotless  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought, 

Shall  deck  us  all  around ; 
Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
One  blemish  shall  be  found. 
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7S.  TOPLADY 

Rock  of  Ages.     Isaiah  26  : 4,  {margin.) 

1  ROCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure — 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne — 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

S.   M.  DODDBIDGE. 

Shepherd.     John  10  :  28. 

1  MY  soul,  with  joy  attend, 

While  Jesus  silence  breaks: 
No  angel's  harp  such  music  yields, 
As  what  my  Shepherd  speaks. 

2  "  I  know  my  sheep,"  he  cries ; 

"  My  soul  approves  them  well : 
Vain  is  the  treacherous  world's  disguise, 
And  vain  the  rage  of  hell. 

3  "  I  freely  feed  them  now 

With  tokens  of  my  love ; 
But  richer  pastures  I  prepare, 
And  sweeter  streams,  above. 

4  "  Unnumbered  years  of  bliss 

I  to  my  sheep  will  give ; 
And  while  my  throne  unshaken  stands, 
Shall  all  my  chosen  live. 
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5  "  This  tried,  almighty  hand 

Is  raised  for  their  defence ; 
Where  is  the  power  shall  reach  them  there, 
Or  what  shall  force  them  thence  ?" 

6  "  Enough,  my  gracious  Lord," 

Let  faith  triumphant  cry ; 
"  My  heart  can  on  this  promise  live — 
Can  with  tins  promise  die." 

210.  S.  M.  Steele 
The  good  Shepherd.     John  10  :  14. 

1  WHILE  my  Redeemer's  near, 

My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear; 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever-fragrant  meads, 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Along  the  lovely  scene 

Cool  waters  gently  roll, 
Transparent,  sweet,  and  all  serene, 
To  cheer  my  fainting  soul. 

4  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 

My  wandering  feet  restore ; 
To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

5  Unworthy  as  I  am 

Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jesus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

211.  Vs.      (6  lines.)  C.  Wesley 

Sun  of  Righteousness.    Mai.  4  :  2.     Luke  1 :  78. 

1  CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
15S 


TITLES    OF    CHRIST. 

Day-spring  from  on  high,  be  near ; 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see : 
Let  thy  inward  light  impart 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit  thou  this  soul  of  mine ; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  radiant  Sun  divine ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 


212.  CM.  TOPLADT. 

Vine  and  the  branches.    John  15:1-5. 

1  JESUS,  immutably  the  same ! 

Thou  true  and  living  Vine ! 
Around  thy  all-supporting  stem 
My  feeble  arms  I  twine. 

2  Quickened  by  thee,  and  kept  alive, 

I  flourish  and  bear  fruit : 

My  life  I  from  thy  sap  derive, 

My  vigor  from  thy  root. 

3  I  can  do  nothing  without  thee ; 

My  strength  is  wholly  thine : 
Withered  and  barren  should  I  be, 
If  severed  from  the  Vine. 

4  Upon  my  leaf,  when  parched  with  heat, 

Refreshing  dew  shall  drop ; 
The  plant,  which  thy  right  hand  hath  sai 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

5  Each  moment,  watered  by  thy  care, 

And  fenced  with  power  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  shall  bear 
The  feeblest  branch  of  thine. 
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213.  C.   M.  G.  W.  DOANB. 

The  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life.    J0L11  14:6. 

1  THOU  art  the  way :  to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  through  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  truth :  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou,  only,  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  life :  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life : 

Grant  us  to  know  that  way, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Which  lead  to  endless  day. 

214.  S.  M.  C.  Weslet. 
Wisdom.     1  Cor.  1:31. 

1  JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 

My  sure,  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  soul  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  lead  aright. 

2  My  wisdom,  and  my  guide, 

My  counsellor,  thou  art ; 

O,  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 

Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 


PRAISE   TO   CHRIST. 

215.  CM.  S.  Stennett. 

lite  chief  est  among  ten  thousand.     SoL  Song,  5 :  10. 
1  MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'er  flow. 
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2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet, 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

216.  L.  M.  Watts. 

All  the  angels  of  God  worship  him.     Heb.  1 :  6. 

1  LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky : 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots,  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne- 
He  sent  his  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

217.  CM.  Newtok. 

Supreme  in  Heaven  and  Earth.    Matt.  28  :  18. 

1  HE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

And  bore  our  sins  and  pains  ; 
Now,  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
The  God  of  glory  reigns. 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  an  unerring  skill ; 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumbered  sound  his  praise 

In  yonder  world  above, 
His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  This  land  through  which  his  pilgrims  go 

Is  desolate  and  dry ; 
But  streams  of  grace  from  him  o'erflow, 
Their  thirst  to  satisfy. 

5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head, 
To  this  almighty  rock  they  run, 
And  find  a  pleasant  shade. 

3  How  glorious  He !  how  happy  they, 
In  such  a  glorious  friend, 
Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end ! 


218.  C.  P.  M.  Medlkv. 

We  love  him  because  he  first  loved  us.     1  John  4:19. 

1  O,  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine, 
We'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 
In  notes  almost  divine. 
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2  We  'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt — 
Our  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine ; 
We  'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect  heavenly  dress 

We  shall  forever  shine. 

3  We  'd  sing  the  characters  he  hears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well — the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  our  dear  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face : 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we  '11  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  graae. 


219.  C.  M.  Steele. 

He  is  altogether  lovely.     Sol.  Song,  2:16. 

1  TO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Awake  the  sacred  song ! 
O,  may  his  love — immortal  flame ! — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love  what  mortal  thought  can  reach ! 

What  mortal  tongue  display ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we,  adoring,  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 

May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 

"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

4  O,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 
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220.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  brightness  of  the  Father's  glory.     Heb.  1 :  8. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star ; 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labor  of  thy  hands : 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

5  Grace — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

6  O,  may  I  reach  the  happy  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

221.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Our  Redeemer  and  Judge.     Rev.  1 :  5-7. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 

The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 

And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'T  was  he  who  cleansed  us  from  our  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  precious  blood ; 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
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3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed ; 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move: 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  once, 
Now  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 

While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day . 
Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

6s  &  4s.  Sac.  Lybics 

Worthy  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5:12. 

1  GLORY  to  God  on  high! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply; 

Praise  ye  Ms  name ; 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
And  sing  for  evermore, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

2  Ye  who  surround  the  throne, 
Join  cheerfully  in  one, 

Praising  his  name : 
Ye  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

3  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place ; 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
To  him  our  songs  we  '11  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing, 

**  Worthy  the  Lamb." 
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223.  C.  M.  Steele. 
Herein  is  love.     1  John  4  :  10. 

1  AWAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 

To  our  incarnate  Lord ; 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 

2  When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 

To  dwell  with  sinful  worms, 
Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love, 
In  all  their  glorious  forms. 

3  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies, 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

4  Adoring  angels  tuned  their  songs, 

To  hail  the  joyful  day ; 
With  rapture,  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

224.  C.  M.  Topladv. 
Efficacious  Grace.     Ps.  45  :  3-5. 

1  HAIL,  mighty  Jesus !  how  divine 

Is  thy  victorious  sword ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 
Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh : 

Ride  with  majestic  sway; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete- 

When  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace — 
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5  O,  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 
Among  that  glorious  throng ; 
And  I  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound 
In  heaven's  immortal  song. 

225.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

The  all-cleansing  blood.     1  John  1 :  7. 

1  O  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise — 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus !  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  -ears ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin ; 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

22G.  C.  M.  Rippo.n's  Col. 

Desire  of  all  Nations.    Hag.  2  :  7. 

1  INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 

Thou  lovely  Prince  of  Grace ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never-fading  rays. 

2  Sinners,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread 
Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 
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4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhiiustless  store ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy ; 

They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Through  all  eternity. 

227.  CM.  Topladv. 
Christ  all  in  all. 

1  COMPARED  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 

No  comeliness  I  see ; 
The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 

2  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore  : 
More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave, 
Nor  canst  thou  give  me  more. 

3  Loved  of  my  God,  for  him  again 

With  love  intense  I  'd  burn ; 
Chosen  of  thee,  ere  time  began, 
I  'd  choose  thee  in  return. 

4  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  will, 

O  teach  me  to  resign ; 
I  'm  rich  to  all  th'  intents  of  bliss, 
Since  thou,  my  God,  art  mine. 

228.  L.  M.  Watto. 

Christ  crovmed  by  the  Church.     SoL  Song,  3  :  11. 

1  JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring 
Accept  the  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be    . 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Like  that  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  received  thy  pledge  of  love. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comforts  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
Let  every  moment,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
And  taste  the  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

H.   M.  SWATK. 

A  New  Song.     Rev.  14:3. 

1  ON  earth  the  song  begins, 

In  heaven  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
To  him  that  drowns  our  sins 

In  his  atoning  blood  : — 
"  To  him,"  they  cry,  in  rapturous  strain, 
"  Be  honor,  praise,  and  power!     Amen." 

2  Ye  saints  on  earth,  repeat- 

What  heaven  with  rapture  owns ; 
And  while  before  Ms  feet 

The  elders  cast  their  crowns, 
Go  imitate  the  choirs  above, 
And  tell  the  world  your  Saviour's  love. 

3  Alone  he  took  the  field, 

Alone  the  battle  fought ; 
With  his  own  sword  and  shield 

The  mighty  work  he  wrought ; 
The  mighty  work  was  all  Ms  own, 
And  let  him  ever  wear  the  crown. 

4  Our  feeble  minds  are  lost 

Beneath  the  lofty  strain : 
But  Jordan's  billows  crossed, 

We  '11  catch  the  sound  again ; 
In  praise  assist  the  heavenly  choir, 
Nor  ever  stop,  nor  ever  tire. 

C.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Boundless  Love  of  Christ.    Eph.  3  :  18,  19. 
COME,  Holy  Ghost !  inspire  our  songs 

With  thine  immortal  flame ; 
Enlarge  our  hearts — unloose  our  tongues, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
8  169 


PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

2  How  great  the  riches  of  his  grace ! 

He  left  his  throne  above ; 
And,  swift  to  save  our  ruined  race, 
He  flew  on  wings  of  love. 

3  Now  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

4  Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to  our  low  abode ; 
While  angels  viewed  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hailed  th'  incarnate  God. 

5  Renew  our  souls  with  heavenly  strength, 

That  we  may  fully  prove 
The  height,  and  depth,  and  breadth,  and  length 
Of  such  transcendent  love. 


231.  CM.  Relief  Hymn*. 

Rev.  1 : 5-8. 

1  TO  Him  who  loved  the  souls  of  men, 

And  washed  us  in  his  blood, 

To  royal  honors  raised  our  head, 

And  made  us  priests  to  God : 

2  To  him  let  every  tongue  be  praise, 

And  every  heart  be  love, 
All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth, 
And  nobler  songs  above. 


232.  C.  P.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Hosanna  !    Mark  11:9. 

1  HOSANNA  to  the  God  of  love, 
Who  condescended  from  above 

To  bring  salvation  down ; 
We  bless  his  name  who  stooped  so  low, 
To  save  us  from  eternal  woe, 
And  raise  us  to  a  crown. 
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PRAISE     TO    CHRIbT. 

2  His  majesty  he  laid  aside, 
Obedient  lived,  submissive  died, 

Our  ruined  souls  to  save : 
The  powers  of  hell  he  trampled  down, 
But  sunk  beneath  his  Father's  frown, 

From  Calvary  to  the  grave. 

3  How  vast  the  sufferings,  who  can  tell, 
When  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell, 

And  was  in  battle  slain  ? 
How  great  the  triumph  who  can  sing, 
When  from  the  grave  th'  immortal  King, 

Triumphant  rose  again? 

4  St  111  we  attempt  his  name  to  bless, 
While  we  pass  through  this  wilderness, 

To  Canaan's  happy  shore  : 
And  when  we  reach  the  plains  above, 
And  every  breath  we  draw  is  love, 

We  '11  sing  his  glories  more. 

S30.  C  M.  Stksle. 

Saviour.     Matt.  1 :  21. 

1  THE  Saviour !     O,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 

In  rich  profusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  The  mighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Descends  to  our  abode, 
While  angels  view  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hail  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine ! 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall, 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

234.  C.  M.         Percy  Chapel  Coi. 
"  To  him  who  loved  us."     Rev.  1 :  5-8. 

1  O  SING  to  Him  who  loved  and  bled, 

Ye  heaven-born  sinners,  sing ; 
'T  was  Jesus  suffered  in  your  stead ; 
Own  him  your  God  and  King. 

2  He  washed  us  in  his  precious  blood, 

From  every  guilty  stain ; 
He  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  with  him  reign. 

3  Sing  of  his  everlasting  love, 

From  whence  salvation  flows ; 
Sing  to  him  here,  then  sing  above, 
Of  all  that  he  bestows. 

-  4  To  him  that  loved  us  when  depraved, 
When  guilty,  blind,  and  poor ; 
To  him  that  loved,  and  died,  and  saved, 
Be  glory  evermore. 

235.  C  M.  Waits 

Love  strong  as  Death.     SoL  Song,  8  :  6. 

1  PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and — O,  amazing  love ! — 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  ham  onious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys ; 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

236.  S.  M.  Watts 

Chris  fs  Mediation.     John  3:16. 

1  RAISE  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune ; 
Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  Beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears ; 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'T  was  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears ; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

23T*  6s  &  4s.  Kingsbury, 

Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings.     Rev.  17  :  11. 

1  LET  us  awake  our  joys : 
Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice ; 

Each  creature,  sing ; 
Angels,  begin  the  song ; 
Mortals,  the  strain  prolong, 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 
"  Jesus  is  King." 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name , 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame ; 

What  wonders  done ; 
Above,  beneath,  around, 
Let  all  the  earth  resound, 
Till  heaven's  high  arch  rebound, 

"  Victory  is  won." 

3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  our  last  foe  will  quell : 

Mourners,  rejoice ; 
His  dying  love  adore ; 
Praise  him,  now  raised  in  power ; 
Praise  him  for  evermore, 

With  joyful  voice. 

4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 
When,  through  the  heavenly  way, 

Lo,  he  shall  come, 
While  they  who  pierced  him  wail ; 
His  promise  shall  not  fail ; 
Saints,  see  your  King  prevail : 

Great  Saviour,  come. 

238.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Kelly. 

Jesus  crowned  with  Glory.     Heb.  2  :  9. 

1  LOOK,  ye  saints — the  sight  is  glorious ; 

See  the  man  of  sorrows  now ; 

From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow : 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him ; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 
While  the  heavenly  concave  rings : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  .thus  the  Saviour's  claim; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 
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Hark !  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark!  those  loud,  triumphant  chord* ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station ; 

O,  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 
Crown  him,  crown  him, 

King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords 


239.  C.  M.  Dunca*. 

"  On  his  head  were  many  crowns."     Rev.  19:12. 

1  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race — 

A  remnant  weak  and  small — 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


•240.  C.  M.  w.vrra. 

Glory  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5  : 6-12. 

1  BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Amidst  his  Fathers  throne ; 

Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 

And  songs  before  unknown. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise ; 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints ; 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

Be  endless  blessings  paid ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoner  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 


.241.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5  :  12-14. 

1  WHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  life,  that  groaned  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
He  wears  a  crown  without  a  thorn. 

4  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men ! 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say.  "  Amen.'' 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

242.  8s  &  7s.  Bakeweli. 

Our  Intercessor.    Isaiah  53  :  12. 

1  JESUS,  hail!  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

4  Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits ; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

243,  C  M.  Beddome. 
The  Lamb  worshipped.    Rev.  4  :  10. 

1  HOW  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 

Which  in  redemption  shine ! 
The  heavenly  host  with  joy  confess 
The  work  is  all  divine. 

2  Before  his  feet  they. cast  their  crowns — 

Those  crowns  which  Jesus  gave — 
And,  with  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues, 
Proclaim  his  power  to  save. 

3  They  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  cross, 

The  sufferings  which  he  bore — 
How  low  he  stooped,  how  high  he  rose, 
And  rose  to  stoop  no  more. 

4  O,  let  them  still  their  voices  raise, 

A.nd  still  their  songs  renew ; 
Salvation  well  deserves  the  praise 
Of  men  and  angels  too. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

244.  C  M.  Watts 

Worthy  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5  :  10-12. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy-  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus :" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


245.  L.  M.         Percy  Chapkl  Col 

Worthy  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5  :  10-12. 

1  THE  countless  multitude  on  high, 

Who  tune  their  songs  to  Jesus'  name, 
All  merit  of  their  own  deny, 

And  Jesus'  worth  alone  proclaim. 

2  Firm,  on  the  ground  of  sovereign  grace, 

They  stand  before  Jehovah's  throne ; 
The  only  song  in  that  blest  place 
Is,  "  Thou  art  worthy,  thou  alone." 

3  With  spotless  robes  of  purest  white, 

And  branches  of  triumphal  palm, 
They  shout,  with  transports  of  delight, 
The  ceaseless,  universal  psalm — 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

4  "  Salvation's  glory  all  be  paid 

To  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  Lamb,  whose  blood  was  shed; 
Thou,  tbou  art  worthy,  thou  alone." 

246.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

The  Everlasting  Song. 

\  EARTH  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long ! 
'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  Man,  my  Saviour,  sits : 

The  God !  how  bright  he  shines ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne  around, 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs 

Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too ; 
My  heart,  my  hand;  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here 's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  1  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise ; 
O  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 

247.  H.   M.  DODDEIDGE. 

Seen  of  Angels.     1  Tim.  3:16. 

1  O  YE  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 
To  make  the  Saviour  known : 
On  earth  ye  knew         I    His  beauteous  face 
His  wondrous  grace ;    |    In  heaven  ye  view. 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

2  Ye  saw  the  holy  Child 

In  human  liesh  arrayed, 
Supremely  meek  and  mild, 

While  in  the  manger  laid ; 
And  praise  to  God,       I    For  such  a  birth, 
And  peace  on  earth,     j    Proclaimed  aloud. 

3  Ye  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoiled, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 

In  every  combat  foiled, 
And  joyed  to  crown  When  Satan  fled 

The  Victor's  head,        |    Before  his  frown. 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  pressed  with  strong  desire, 
That  wondrous  sight  to  see, 

The  Lord  of  life  expire ; 
And,  could  your  eyes    I    Had  dropped  it  there 
Have  known  a  tear,      J    In  sad  surprise. 

5  Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  ye  keep, 
Till  the  blest  moment  come 

To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep ; 
Then  rolled  the  stone,  I    Your  rising  Lord 
And  all  adored  With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  arrayed  in  light 

The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
Ye  hailed  his  rapturous  flight 

Up  to  the  throne  of  God, 
And  waved  around        I    And  struck  your  strings 
Your  golden  wings,  Of  sweetest  sound. 


248.  .  8s  &  7s,  peculiar.  Kelly. 

Christ  the  Lamb  enthroned. 

1  HARK !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices: 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 
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PREPARATION    FOR    WORSHir. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth : 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever ; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown: 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we  '11  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 


PREPARATION   FOR   WORSHIP 

249.  C.  M.  Watto 

John  1 :  32. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ; 

Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 

Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 
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PREPARATION    FOR    WORSHIP. 

4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


250.  L.  M.  Burder's  Col. 

John  6 :  63. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 

And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  lire  ? 
O,  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame, 

And  make  me  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  "Saviour  see : 
0,  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

251*  CM.  DoDDRIDGK. 

The  Spirit  of  Wisdom.     Eph.  1 :  17,  18. 

1  GREAT  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 

Behold,  thy  servants  wait ; 
With  longing  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  O,  shed  abroad  that  royal  gift, 

Thy  Spirit  from  above. 
To  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  With  speedy  flight  may  he  descend. 

And  solid  comfort  bring, 
And  o'er  our  languid  souls  extend 
His  all-reviving  wing. 
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PREPARATION    FOR    WORSHIP. 

4  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

5  Diffuse,  O  God,  refreshing  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  this  barren  wilderness 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

252.  CM.  Campbell's  Col. 
The  Holy  Spirit  fell  on  all  who  heard  the  word.    Acts  10 :  44. 

1  THY  Spirit  pour,  O  gracious  Lord, 

On  all  assembled  here : 
Let  us  receive  th'  ingrafted  word 
With  meekness  and  with  fear. 

2  By  faith  in  thee,  the  soul  receives 

New  life,  though  dead  before ; 
And  he  who  in  thy  name  believes 
Shall  live,  to  die  no  more. 

3  Preserve  the  power  of  faith  alive 

In  those  who  love  thy  name ; 
For  sin  and  Satan  daily  strive 
To  quench  the  sacred  flame. 

4  Thy  grace  and  mercy  first  prevailed 

From  death  to  set  us  free ; 
And,  often  since,  our  life  had  failed, 
Unless  renewed  by  thee. 

5  To  thee  we  look ;  to  thee  we  bow ; 

To  thee  for  help  we  call ; 

Our  life,  our  resurrection,  thou, 

Our  hope,  our  joy,  our  all. 

253.  CM.         Biokersteth's  Col, 

The  Spirits  Power. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 
With  thy  celestial  fire ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 
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REGENERATION. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spiiit  takes, 

And  to  our  hearts  reveals ; 

Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 

And  our  redemption  seals. 

254.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Jay 

Matt.  13:3. 

1  COME,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed : 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O,  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

Which  thy  word 's  designed  to  give ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 


REGENERATION. 

255.  CM.  Steele. 

Life  from  the  Sjririt.     Ezek.  37  :  14. 

1  HOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 
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REGENERATION. 

3  'Tia  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise, 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live, 

A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 

'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  O,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

6.  S.   M.  TOPLADT 

Preparation  to  meet  God.     Amos  4  :  12. 

1  PREPARE  me,  gracious  -God ! 

To  stand  before  thy  face : 
Thy  Spirit  must  the. work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  dust's  obedience  clothe, 

And  wash  me  in  his  blood; 
So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sovereign  love  make  known ; 
The  spirit  of  my  mind  renew, 
And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 

4  Let  me  attest  thy  power, 

Let  me  thy  goodness  prove, 
Till  my  full  soul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlasting  love. 

4»  S.  M.  Beddomk. 

Spirit  enlightening  and  warming. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 
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REGENERATION. 

2  Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart ; 

This  stubborn  will  subdue; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

3  Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise ; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

258.  L.  M.  Cobbin. 

The  wind  bloweth  where  it  listeth,  doc'    John  3  :  8. 

1  AS  blows  the  wind,  and,  in  its  flight, 
Escapes  the  glance  of  keenest  sight — 
So  are  the  wonder-working  ways 

Of  God's  regenerating  grace. 

2  As  nothing  can  its  power  withstand, 
But  him  who  holds  it  in  his  hand — 
So  are  the  soul's  corruptions  slain 
When  once  that  soul  is  born  again. 

3  And  as  the  herbs,  the  flowers,  the  trees, 
Are  seen  to  bend  beneath  the  breeze — 
So  visible  the  change  we  view, 
When  grace  doth  thus  the  heart  renew. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  and  impart 
Thy  secret  virtue  to  each  heart ; 
And  let  this  be  the  happy  hour 

To  show  thy  mighty,  quickening  power. 

259.  CM.  Beddome. 

John  3 : 8. 

1  THE  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 

Blows  when  and  where  he  please: 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze ! 

2  He  moulds  the  carnal  mind  afresh. 

Subdues  the  power  of  sin, 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh, 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 
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REGENERATION.  , 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love. 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  fear  remove, 
And  brings  us  home  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead,  benighted  soul 

With  light,  and  life,  and  joy : 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Or  shall  thy  work  destrov. 

>0.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Born  not  of  blood,  &c,  but  of  God.    John  1:13. 

1  NOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 

Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  .alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace — 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind. 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  their  long  sleep  of  death ; 

On  heavenly  tilings  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

26 1 .  7s.  Stookes. 

Eph.  2 : 1. 

1  GRACIOUS  Spirit!— Love  divine! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ; 

All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me ; 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God ; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

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SANCTIFICATION. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Dwell  thyself  within  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

262.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

God  working  in  the  Soul. 

1  'TIS  God  the  Spirit  leads 

In  paths  before  unknown : 
The  w  ork  to  be  performed  is  ours ; 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Supported  by  his  grace, 

We  still  pursue  our  way, 
Lad  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'Tis  he  that  works  to  will ; 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  do ; 
The  power  by  which  we  act  is  his, 
And  his  the  glory  too. 

263.  S.  M.  Ham. 

The  convicting  Spirit.    John  16:8. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come ; 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 
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SANCTIFICATIOtf. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

264,  L.  M.  Browne. 
He  will  guide  you  into  all  truth.    John  16  :  13. 

1  COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  Guardian,  thou  our  Guide ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 

Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God : 
Lead  us  to  Christ — the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray : 

4  Lead  us  to  God — our  final  rest — 
To  be  with  him  forever  blest : 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share — 
Fulness  of  joy  forever  there. 

265.  L.  M.  Beddome. 
He  dwelleth  with  you  and  shall  be  in  you.    John  14 :  17. 

1  COME,  thou  eternal  Spirit,  come 

From  heaven,  thy  glorious  dwelling-place ; 
O,  make  my  sinful  heart  thy  home, 
And  consecrate  it  by  thy  grace. 

2  There  fix,  O  Lord,  thy  blest  abode, 

And  drive  they  foes  forever  thence ; 
There  shed  a  Saviour's  love  abroad, 
And  light,  and  life,  and  joy,  dispense. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

3  My  wants  supply ;  my  fears  suppress ; 
Direct  my  way,  and  hold  me  up ; 
Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
To  pray  in  faith,  and  wait  in  hope. 

266.  C.  M.  Pratt's  Coi. 
/  will  put  my  Spirit  within  you.     Ezek.  36  :  27. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 

Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Revive  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed ; 
'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  with  humble,  holy  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear 

That  we  are  sons  of  God, 
Redeemed  from  sin,  from  death  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

267.  L.  M.  Watts 

The  Power  of  the  Spirit. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  knov 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin : 
Our  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

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SANCTIFICATION. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

268*  L.  M.  Beddomb. 

John  14 :  26. 

1  COME,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  words  reveal ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
Make  me  delight  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  these  dubious  paths  I  stray, 

Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad ; 
O,  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

269.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Spirit  and  the  Word.     Ezek.  36 :  2*7. 

1  FOREVER  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

My  Saviour  and  my  shield ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  cafe ; 
Instructs  me  in  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine, 

My  fainting  hope  shall  raise ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

270.  Vs.  Bathurst. 

1  Cor.  2  :  10. 

1  HOLY  Spirit,  from  on  high, 
Bend  o'er  us  a  pitying  eye ; 
Now  refresh  the  drooping  heart ; 
Bid  the  power  of  sin  depart. 

2  Light  up  every  dark  recess 
Of  our  heart's  ungodliness ; 
Show  us  every  devious  way 
Where  our  steps  have  gone  astray. 

3  Teach  us,  with  repentant  grief, 
Humbly  to  implore  relief; 
Then  the  Saviour's  blood  reveal, 
And  our  broken  spirits  heaL 

4  May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race, 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love, 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 


271.  CM.  Bathurst. 

GaL  5 : 5. 

1  SPIRIT  of  holiness,  look  down, 

Our  fainting  hearts  to  cheer ; 
And,  when  we  tremble  at  thy  frown, 
O,  bring  thy  comforts  near. 

2  The  fear  which  thy  convictions  wrought, 

O,  let  thy  grace  remove ; 
And  may  the  souls  which  thou  hast  taught 
To  weep,  now  learn  to  love. 

3  Now  let  thy  saving  mercy  heal 

The  wounds  it  made  before ; 
Now  on  our  hearts  impress  thy  seal, 
That  we  may  doubt  no  more. 

4  Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 

And  make  our  darkness  light, 
That  we  a  glorious  race  may  run, 
Till  faith  be  lost  in  signt. 
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THE    COMFORTER. 

5  Then,  as  our  wondering  eyes  discern 
The  Lord's  unclouded  face, 
In  fitter  language  we  shall  learn 
To  sing  triumphant  grace. 

272.  7s.  Reed. 

Ezek.  11:19,  20. 

1  HOLY  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away , 
Turn  the  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  * 
Long  has  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart ; 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Cast  down  every  idol  throne ; 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 


THE   COMFORTER. 

%73.  S.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Ezek  39  :  29. 

!  BLEST  Comforter  divine, 
Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Turn  us,  with  gentle  vcice, 
From  every  sinful  way, 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 
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THE  COMFORTER. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  O,  fill  thou  every  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race ; 
Great  Comforter,  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 


27  4.  CM.  Relief  Hymns. 

He  shall  teach  you  all  things.    John  14 :  26. 

1  OUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  on  earth  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
He  came  as  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart, 
One  heart  wherein  to  rest. 

4  He  breathes  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  to  us  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his — are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness,  pitying,  see ; 
O,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  make  them  worthier  thee. 
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THE    COMFORTER. 

27  5.  8s  &  7s.  Noel's  Col. 

Rom.  14 :  17. 

1  HOLY  Source  of  consolation, 

Light  and  life  thy  grace  imparts; 
Visit  us  in  thy  compassion ; 

Guide  our  minds,  and  fill  our  hearts. 

2  Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Thou  canst  bring  us  from  above ; 
Lord,  we  ask  that  heavenly  treasure, 
Wisdom,  holiness,  and  love. 

3  Dwell  within  us,  blessed  Spirit ; 

Where  thou  art  no  ill  can  come ; 

Bless  us  now,  through  Jesus'  merit ; 

Reign  in  every  heart  and  home. 

4  Saviour,  lead  us  to  adore  thee, 

While  thou  dost  prolong  our  days ; 
Then,  with  angel  hosts  before  thee, 
May  we  worship,  love,  and  praise. 

276.  8s  &  7s.  Jat. 

God. ...who  comforteth  those  that  are  cast  down.     2  Cor.  7  : 6. 

1  HOLY  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness ; 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night ; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness, 
]\reathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light. 

2  Author  of  our  new  creation, 

Bid  us  all  thine  influence  prove ; 
Make  our  souls  thy  habitation ; 
Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love. 


17  7  •  CM.  Relief  Htmxs. 

Rom.  5 : 5. 

1  COME,  blessed  Spirit,  from  above, 
Our  longing  breasts  inspire 
With  the  pure  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  fan  the  sacred  fire. 
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2  Let  no  false  comfort  lift  us  up 

To  confidences  vain ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  and  courage  droop, 
For  whom  the  Lamb  was  slain. 

3  Breathe  comfort  where  distress  abounds, 

Make  the  whole  conscience  clean, 
And  heal,  with  balm  from  Jesus'  wounds, 
Our  natures  bruised  by  sin. 


278.  L.  M.  Heginboth.am. 

A  Comforter,  that  may  abide  with  you  forever.     John  14 :  16. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  guest, 
And  make  thy  mansion  in  my  breast ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control, 
And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  make  thy  constant  dwelling  here  ; 
Fill  me  with  hope,  dispel  my  fear ; 

Still  let  thy  presence  cheer  my  heart, 
Nor  sin  compel  thee  to  depart 

3  Thou  God  of  love  and  peace  divine, 
O,  make  thy  light  within  me  shine ! 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  guilt  remove, 
And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 


U,  s  3.  7s  &  6s.     (8  lines.)  Toplady. 

The  Spirit  witnesseth  with  our  spirits.     Rom.  8  :  16. 

1  SAVIOUR,  I  thy  word  believe; 
My  unbelief  remove ; 
Now  thy  quickening  Spirit  give, 

The  unction  from  above ; 
Show  me,  Lord,  how  good  thou  art; 

Now  thy  gracious  word  fulfil ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart; 
The  Holy  Ghost  reveal 
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2  Blessed  Comforter,  come  down, 

And  live  and  move  in  me ; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 

In  all  things  led  by  thee ; 
Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  within,  O,  deign  to  dwell ; 
Faithful  witness,  in  my  heart 

Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 

3  Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 

O  Lord,  reveal  in  me ; 
Son  of  God,  I  cease  to  live, 

Unless  I  live  to  thee : 
Make  me  choose  the  better  part ; 

O,  do  thou  my  pardon  seal ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart — 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 


280.  C    M.  DODDEIIKJE. 

Be  tluit  believeth  hath  the  witness  in  himself.     1  John  5  :  10. 

1  THOU  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Allow  my  humble  claim ; 
Nor,  while  a  child  would  raise  its  cry, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name.* 

2  My  Father,  God,  how  sweet  the  sound! 

How  tender  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  believing  heart, 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  By  such  a  heavenly  signal  cheered, 

Unwavering,  I  believe, 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry; 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

5  On  wings  of  everlasting  love 
The  Comforter  is  come ; 

All  terrors  at  his  voice  disperse, 
And  endless  pleasures  bloom. 
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281.  CM.  Campbell's  Col. 
Grieve  not  the  Holy  Spirit  of  God.     Eph.  4  :  30. 

1  THE  God  of  grace  will  never  leave 

Or  cast  away  his  own ; 
And  yet,  when  we  his  Spirit  grieve, 
His  comforts  are  withdrawn. 

2  If  noisy  war  or  strife  abound, 

We  grieve  the  peaceful  Dove; 
His  gracious  aid  is  ever  found 
In  paths  of  truth  and  love. 

3  Should  we  indulge  one  secret  sin, 

Or  disregard  his  laws, 
His  succors  and  support,  within, 
The  Spirit,  vexed,  withdraws. 

4  Forbid  it,  gracious  Lord,  that  we, 

Who,  from  thy  hand,  receive 
The  Spirit's  power  to  make  us  free, 
Should  e'er  that  Spirit  grieve. 

282.  C  M.  Watts. 

'    1'hat  Holy  Spirit — the  earnest  of  our  inheritance.     Eph.  1 :  14 

1  WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter !  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come, 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 
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283.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me.     Ps.  51  :  11. 

1  STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay. 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received — 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved — 

3  Yet,  O,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  My  weary  soul,  O  God,  release  ; 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand ; 
O,  guide  me  into  perfect  peace, 

And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

2  84.  L.   M.  TOPLADT. 

It  is  the  Spirit  that  quickeneth.    John  6  :  63. 

1  AT  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
Toiling,  I  cry,  "  Sweet  Spirit,  come ! 
Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way ! 

2  "  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
And  loose  my  cable,  from  below ; 

But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail ; 

Thou,  thou  must  breathe  th'  auspicious  gale !" 


THE   SCRIPTURES. 

285.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Spirit  of  Inspiration.     2  Pet.  1 :  21, 

1  T  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word ; 
His  Spirit  did  then  tongues  inspire, 
And  warmed  then  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 
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2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought ; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hopes  secure. 
This  is  thy  word,  and  mu»t  endure. 


286.  CM.  Epis.Col. 

Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  GREAT  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

On  all  thy  works  I  look ; 
Bat  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid ; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied, 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

3  IiOrd,  make  me  understand  thy  law ; 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
The  pardon  of  my  sin. 


287,  L.  M.  Heginbotram, 

A  Saviour  revealed  in  Scripture. 

]    ALL  nature  sings  God's  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above; 
But  in  his  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  his  grace. 
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2  There  what  delightful  truths  I  read ! 
There  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

3  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrow  cease, 
And  gives  my  laboring  conscience  peace; 
There  lifts  my  grateful  passions  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

4  For  love  like  this,  O  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 


288.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  his  Works  and  in  his  Word. 

1  THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights,  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  that  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Around  the  earth,  and  never  stand; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light: 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thv  judgments  right. 
201  " 


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6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

289.  S.  M.  Watts. 
Power  of  God's  Word. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just! 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
O,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

290.  C  M.  Watt* 

Excellency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave, 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below — 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 
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4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

291.  C  M.  Fawcett. 
Ps.  119  :  111. 

1  THE  word  reveals  a  Saviour's  grace, 

Its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length ; 
It  points  us  to  his  righteousness, 
And  arms  us  with  his  strength. 

2  It  cheers  our  minds  like  heavenly  dew, 

Or  kind,  refreshing  rain ; 
And  when  affliction  brings  us  low, 
It  softens  every  pain. 

3  This  word  shall  be  our  heritage, 

Our  portion  and  delight, 
In  sickness  or  declining  age, 
When  death  appears  in  sight. 

4  Then  will  it  cheer  the  dreary  path, 

And  brighten  all  the  gloom  ; 
While  steadfast  hope  and  humble  faith 
Shall  triumph  o'er  the  tomb. 

292.  L.  M.  Beddome 

Good  tidings  of  great  joy.     Luke  2  :  10 ;  8:1 

1  GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known: 
Here  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 
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2  Here  sinners,  of  an  humble  frame, 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name ; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies ; 

Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  O,  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord, 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word, 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 

293.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Matt.  13  :  45,  46.    John  7  :  37-39. 

1  LADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 

I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord ; 
And  not  a  gleam  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Fathers  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
In  almost  every  page. 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise 
Who  makes  this  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin ; 
'Tis  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows 
No  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail, 
My  Guide  to  everlasting  life 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  0  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  GocL, 

My  coving  feet  command, 
Nor  1  forsake  the  happy  road 
Which  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
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294.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  power  of  God  unto  salvation.     Rom.  1:16. 

1  WHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  his  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  % 
Can  souls  all  o'er  defiled  with  sin 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  there  such  power  and  glory  dwell 
As  saves  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope  , 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 


205.  C.  M.  Steelb. 

Speak,  Lord,  thy  servant  heareth.     \  Sam.  3:9,  10. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

3  'Tis  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Here  purer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  Tis  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever-dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 
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5  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  here. 

296.  C.  M.  Campbell's  Col 
I'he  glorious  gospel  of  the  blessed  God.     1  Tim.  1:11 

1  A  GLORY  in  the  word  we  find, 

When  grace  restores  our  sight ; 
But  sin  has  darkened  all  the  mind, 
And  veiled  the  heavenly  light. 

2  When  God  the  Spirit  clears  our  view, 

How  bright  the  doctrines  shine ! 
Their  holy  fruits  and  sweetness  show 
The  Author  is  divine. 

3  How  blest  are  we  with  open  face 

To  view  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  all  thine  image  here  to  trace 
Reflected  in  thy  word ! 

4  O,  teach  us,  as  we  look,  to  grow 

In  holiness  and  love, 
That  we  may  long  to  see  and  know 
Thy  glorious  face  above. 

297.  C  M.  Cowpep 

Tlie  Bible  the  Light  of  th*  World 

1  WHAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page ! 

Majestic,  l£ke  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat: 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 
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My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  Him  I  love 

Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


)8.  C.  M.  Fawcmt. 

Preciousness  of  the  Bible. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears : 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


9«  CM.  Spib,.  of  the  Psalms. 

The  guiding  Star. 

1  BRIGHT  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray, 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  bed 

Where  our  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  O,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 

The  gracious  call  obey, 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 
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1  O,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 
While  light  and  grace  are  given ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

300.  S.  M.  Bkddomr 
Superiority  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  perfect  word 

Directs  our  steps  aright ; 
Nor  can  all  other  books  afford 
Such  profit  or  delight. 

2  Celestial  light  it  sheds, 

To  cheer  this  vale  below ; 
To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  mercy  flow. 

3  True  wisdom  it  imparts ; 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear , 
O,  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And  feel  its  influence  there. 

301.  CM.  Watt*. 
Comfort  from  the  Bible. 

1  LORD,  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land,  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 
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302.  L.  P.  M.  Waito 

Delight  and  Instruction  from  the  Bible. 

1  I  LOVE  the  volume  of  thy  word ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray ; 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  Bin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 


303.  CM.  Watts. 

Love  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  O  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 

'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 
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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

304.  L.  M.  Kelly. 

Now  I  know  in  part — but  then  shall  I  know  even  as  alio  I 
am  known.     1  Cor.  13  :  12. 

1  I  LOVE  the  sacred  book  of  God, 

No  other  can  its  place  supply : 
It  points  me  to  the  saints'  abode ; 
It  gives  me  wings,  and  bids  me  fly. 

2  Blest  book !  in  thee  mine  eyes  discern 

The  image  of  my  absent  Lord ; 
From  thine  instructive  page  I  learn 
The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 

3  Then  shall  I  n*»*\*  thy  light  no  more, 

For  nothir^  shall  be  then  concealed; 

When  I  have  reached  the  heavenly  shore, 

The  Lord  himself  will  stand  revealed. 

4  When  'midst  the  throng  celestial  placed 

The  bright  original  I  see, 
From  which  thy  sacred  page  was  traced, 
Blest  book !  I  've  no  more  need  of  the( 

5  But  while  I  'm  here,  thou  shalt  supply 

His  place,  and  tell  me  of  his  love  : 
I  '11  read  with  faith's  discerning  eye, 
And  thus  partake  of  joys  above. 

305.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Excellency  of  the  Gospel. 

1  LET  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ; 

Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 

And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands  I 
210 


MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 

I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  hind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 


MAN'S   NATURAL   STATE. 

30G.  L.  M.  Waits. 

Behold,  I  was  shapen  in  iniquity.     Ps.  61. 

1  LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death : 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we  're  denied  in  every  part. 

3  Great  God,  create  our  hearts  anew, 
And  form  our  spirits  pure  and  true : 
O,  make  us  wise  betimes,  to  see 
Our  danger  and  our  remedy. 

307.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

Madness  is  in  their  heart.    Eccles.  9  :  3. 

1  SIN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 

Infects  our  vital  blood; 
The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace, 
And  the  physician,  God. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death ; 
But  Christ  the  Lord  recalls  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness  by  nature  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage ; 
Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 
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MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

308.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Psalm  14. 

1  HOW  is  our  nature  spoiled  by  sin ! 

Yet  nature  ne'er  hath  found 
The  way  to  make  the  conscience  clean, 
Or  heal  the  painful  wound. 

2  In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 

By  methods  of  our  own ; 
Jesus,  there 's  nothing  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  thy  throne. 

3  The  threatenings  of  thy  broken  law 

Impress  our  souls  with  dread ; 
If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  our  spirits  dead. 

4  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 

Hath  answered  these  demands, 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Come  down  by  Jesus'  hands. 

5  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord ; 

'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest : 
Forever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  forever  blest. 

309.  C  M.  W.rr*. 
Ps.  51 : 3-7. 

1  LORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 

And  guilt  before  thine  eyes ; 
Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arise ! 

2  Shouldst  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell. 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath ; 
And,  as  my  days  advanced,  I  grew 
A  juster  prey  for  death. 
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MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

4  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul  . 
With  thy  forgiving  love ; 
O,  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

310.  CM.  Waits. 

Sense  of  Depravity. 

1  GREAT  King  of  glory  and  of  grace, 

We  own,  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name. 

2  We  live  estranged,  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

3  And  can  such  rebels  be  restored? 

Such  natures  made  divine  T 
Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 

4  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends 
To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 


oil*  L.  M.  DoDDEUDG! 

The  Effects  of  the  Fall  lamented.     Ps.  119  :  136,  158. 

1  ARISE,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise ; 
To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame ; 
See  scandals  poured  on  Jesus'  name ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son ; 
The  world  abused ;  the  soul  undone. 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night — 

In  flames,  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  briny  tears  forever  flow. 
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MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame. 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves ; 
Thine  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

312.  S.  M.  Epis.  Col. 

Holy  Fear  of  God. 

1  AH,  how  shall  fallen  man 

Be  just  before  his  God! 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 

With  strict,  inquiring  eyes, 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
A  just  excuse  devise  ? 

3  All-seeing,  powerful  God, 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  ? 
Or  who  that  tries  th'  unequal  strife 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end  ? 

4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place ; 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah !  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None,  none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 

313*  CM.  Cotteeill's  Col. 

Trusting  in  the  Mercy  of  God. 

1  OUT  of  the  deeps,  O  Lord,  we  call, 
While  guilty  fears  oppress ; 
Do  thou,  with  ear  attentive,  hear 
The  voice  of  our  distress. 
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MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

2  If  thou  our  sins  severely  mark, 

And  strict  account  demand, 
O,  who,  of  all  the  sons  of  men, 
Before  thy  face  shall  stand  ? 

3  But,  Lord,  'tis  thine  to  spare  and  save— 

With  mercy  souls  to  win ; 
For  mercy  binds  the  grateful  heart, 
And  makes  it  fear  to  sin. 

4  We  trust  in  thee ;  in  thee,  O  Lord, 

Is  full  redemption  found ; 

Thy  mercy  pardons  every  sin, 

And  closes  every  wound. 


314,  C.   M.  Watts. 

By  nature  children  of  wrath.     Eph.  2  :  3. 

1  HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 

Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But,  hark  !  a  voice  of  sovereign  love ! 

'Tis  Christ's  inviting  word — 
"  Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come. 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord; 
O,  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  stains  of  deepest  dye. 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all. 
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MAN  S    NATURAL    STATE. 

315,  L.  M.  Watts. 

1  Cor.  1  :  30. 

1  BURIED  in  shadows  of  the  night 
We  lie  till  Christ  restores  the  light.; 
Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drowned  in  tears 
Till  his  atoning  blood  appears ; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
And  sing,  The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  Our  very  frame  is  mixed  with  sin, 
His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Such  virtues  from  his  sufferings  Mow, 
At  once  to  cleanse  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains; 
He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness : 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 

Gi"^  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 


316.  S.  M.  Watts 

1  Cor.  1 :  30.     2  Cor.  5  :21. 

1  HOW  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
O'er  our  dark  souls  arise ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
vVe  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  ;jnpur» 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grare. 
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EXCELLENCE    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cruel  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 


EXCELLENCE    OF   THE   GOSPEL. 
317.  L.  M.  Watto. 

Ps.  19:1-6.     2  Cor.  4:6. 

1  NATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 

To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad ; 
And  every  labor  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn, 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  purchased  pleasures  mine. 

4  O  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

£  I  would  forever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 
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EXCELLENCE    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

318.  L.  M.  Watts. 

He  sent  his  toord  and  healed  them.     Ps.  107  :  20. 

1  THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations  from  above ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind — 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruined  creature,  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive ; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live ; 

Dry  bones  are  raised,  and  clothed  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turned  to  flesh. 

4  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

319.  L.  M.  Botoixg. 

Never  man  spake  like  this  man.     John  7  :  46. 

1  HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  tilled  the  place ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spok< 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest :" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust; 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay : 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 
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EXCELLENCE    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

320.  C.  M.  Waits. 
/  am  thy  salvation.     Ps.  35  :  3. 

1  SALVATION!  O,  the  joyful  sound ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

321.  C.  M.  Waits. 

A  savor  of  life  or  death.     2  Cor.  2:16. 

1  CHRIST  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme ; 

The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
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GOSPEL    INVITATIONS. 

322.  L.  M.  Gibbons. 

Divine  Forgiveness.     Luke  *7  :  47. 

1  FORGIVENESS!  'tis  a  joyful  sound 

To  malefactors  doomed  to  die ; 
Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  sky ! 

2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine ; 

'Tis  full,  outmeasuring  every  crime : 
Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 

And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 

3  O'er  sins,  unnumbered  as  the  sand, 

And  like  the  mountains  for  their  size, 
The  seas  of  sovereign  grace  expand — 
The  seas  of  sovereign  grace  arise. 

4  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heaven 

What  grateful  honors  shall  we  show? 
Where  much  transgression  is  forgiven, 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 


GOSPEL    INVITATIONS. 

323.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Habt. 

Ho,  every  one  that  thirsteth,  &c.     Isai.  55  : 1. 

1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ! 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  joined  with  power: 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing:  doubt  no  more. 

2  Come,  ye  thirsty !  come  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 
Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 
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GOSPEL    INVITATIONS. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
This  he  gives  you ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden,  . 

Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  ali  ■ 
Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden ; 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 

Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 
"It  is  finished!". 
Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

6  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude ; 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 
Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 


324.  H.  M.  Bods* 

There  yet  is  room.    Luke  14 :  22. 

1  YE  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immerged  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 
While  Jesus  sends  to  you : 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come ; 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room* 
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GOSPEL    INVITATIONS. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame: 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame ; 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come, 
For  every  trembling  soul  there 's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name : 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  oft'  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wandering  sheep,  draw  near; 
Christ  calls  you  from  above ; 

His  charming  accents  hear ! 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come, 
In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 


325.  H.  M.  c.  Weslkx 

Lev.  25 ;  9,  13.    Isal  61 : 2.    Luke  4 :  19. 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  solemn  sound! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  &c. 

3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  &c. 

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Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  &c. 

The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace ; 

Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  &c. 

Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made ; 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad! 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


326.  L.  M.  Waito. 

Matt.  11 :  28-30. 

1  "  COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 
I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me : 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight : 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  the  neck ; 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 
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327.  7s.  Barbauld. 

Matt.  11:28-30. 

1  COME,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home; 
Weary  j)ilgrims,  hither  come. 

2  Hither  come ;  for  here  is  found 
Balm  for  every  bleeding  wound, 
Peace  which  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest,  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

328.  C.  M.  Medley. 
The  Gospel  worthy  of  all  acceptation.     1  Tim.  1 :  15. 

1  O  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds ; 

Your  every  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  A  host  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace ; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too. 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

329.  L.  M.     (6  lines.)  Ens.  Col. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn.     Matt.  5  :  4. 

1  PEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Hath  taught  the  rocks  the  notes  of  woe; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 
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Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed ; 

Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God : 
Thy  God  's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 


530.  L.  M.  Steele. 

Ask  for  the  old  paths,  &c,  and  ye  shall  find  rest  for  your 
souls.    Jer.  6:16. 

1  COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  sin,  a  painful  load, 

O,  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad : 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
O,  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


331.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Living  Waters.    John  1  :Z1. 

1  THE  Saviour  calls ;  let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
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2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss,  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come ;  'tis  mercy's  voice ; 

That  gracious  voice  obey ; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ] 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

332.  C  M.  Steel. 

Yet  there  is  Room. 

1  YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  Mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms : 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart, 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  O,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love ; 
While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 
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333,  CM.  Huntingdon's  Col. 
The  Gospel  Feast     Luke  14 :  22. 

1  COME,  sinner,  to  the  gospel  feast; 

O,  come  without  delay ; 
For  there  is  room  in  Jesus'  breast 
For  all  who  will  obey. 

2  There 's  room  in  God's  eternal  love 

To  save  thy  precious  soul ; 
Room  in  the  "Spirit's  grace  above 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 

3  There 's  room  within  the  church,  redeemed 

With  blood  of  Christ  divine ; 
Room  in  the  white-robed  throng,  convened, 
For  that  dear  soul  of  thine. 

4  There  's  room  in  heaven  among  the  choir, 

And  harps  and  crowns  of  gold, 
And  glorious  palms  of  victory  there, 
And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 

5  There 's  room  around  thy  Father's  board 

For  thee  and  thousands  more : 
O,  come  and  welcome,  to  the  Lord ; 
Yea,  come  this  very  hour. 

334.  C.  M.  Watts. 
TU  Gospel  Feast.   Luke  14 :  22. 

1  LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 
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4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away,  and  die — 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


335.  CM.  Doddridge, 
All  things  ready.     Luke  14 :  22. 

1  THE  King  of  heaven  his  tahle  spreads, 

And  dainties  crown  the  board : 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  strayed 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come ; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  Yet  are  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  millions  more  may  come ; 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

5  All  things  are  ready ;  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame : 
Come,  taste  the  dainties  of  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Master's  name. 

336.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  thirsty  invited.     Isai.  55  : 1. 

1  HO !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh ; 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race : 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy ; 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 
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2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call; 

Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 

And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give, 

Leave  all  you  have,  and  are,  behind ; 
Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

OS  7.  7s.  Ch.  Psalmist 

Come  to  Jesus.    Matt.  11 :  28. 

1  BLEEDING  hearts,  defiled  by  sin, 
Jesus  Christ  can  make  you  clean ; 
Contrite  souls,  with  guilt  opprest, 
Jesus  Christ  can  give  you  rest. 

2  You  that  mourn  o'er  follies  past, 
Precious  hours  and  years  laid  waste ; 
Turn  to  God,  O  turn  and  live ! 
Jesus  Christ  can  still  forgive. 

3  Souls  benighted  and  forlorn, 
Grieved,  afflicted,  tempest-worn, 
Now  in  Israel's  Rock  confide ; 
Jesus  Christ  for  man  has  died. 

4  Fainting  souls,  in  peril's  hour, 
Yield  not  to  the  tempter's  power ; 
On  the  risen  Lord  rely ; 

Jesus  Christ  now  reigns  on  high. 

338.  Ys.     (6  lines.)  Haw  em. 

Come  and  welcome.    Matt.  22:4. 

1  FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! — 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 
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2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  7 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  "  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  Love's  provision  stored ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 

\  et  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  "  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home ; 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

339.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  power  of  God  unto  salvation.     Rom.  1 :  16. 

1  JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 

Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak : 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  bow  th'  aspiring  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow ; 
'Tis  not  confined  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince, 

The  poor  may  take  their  share ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners,  come ; 

He  '11  form  your  souls  anew : 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

5  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love ; 

There 's  virtue  in  his  name 
To  turn  the  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 
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340,  8.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Liberty  to  the  Captive.     Gal  5  : 1. 

1  YE  trembling  captives,  hear ; 

The  gospel  trumpet  sounds : 
No  music  more  can  charm  the  ear 
Or  heal  your-  heartfelt  wounds. 

2  'Tis  not  the  trump  of  war, 

Nor  Sinai's  awful  roar : 
Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
And  vengeance  is  no  more. 

3  Forgiveness,  love,  and  peace, 

Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims ; 
And  earth  the  jubilee  release, 
With  eager  rapture,  claims. 

4  Far,  far,  to  distant  lands 

The  saving  news  shall  spread, 
And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands 
In  glorious  triumph  lead. 

341.  CM.  E.  Jones. 
If  I  perish,  I  perish.     Esther  4: 16. 

1  COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve : 

2  "  I  '11  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I  '11  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose : 

3  "  Prostrate  I  '11  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I  '11  tell  Mm  I  'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace : 

4  "  I  '11  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
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5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

t>  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 

7  But  if  I  die  with  mercy  sought, 
When  I  the  King  have  tried, 
This  were  to  die  (delightful  thought !) 
As  sinner  never  died. 


342.  L.  M.  Smith. 
None  that  come  cast  out    John  6  :  31. 

1  HARK !  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear, 
Come,  trembling  soul,  dispel  thy  fear ; 
He  saith,  and  who  his  word  can  doubt  ? 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out. 

2  Doth  Satan  fill  you  with  dismay, 
And  tell  you,  Christ  will  cast  away ; 
It  is  a  truth,  why  should  you  doubt] 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out. 

3  Approach  your  God,  make  no  delay, 
He  waits  to  welcome  you  to-day : 
His  mercy  try,  no  longer  doubt, 

He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out. 

4  " Lord,  at  thy  call,  behold!  I  come, 
A  guilty  soul,  lost  and  undone ; 
On  thy  rich  blood  I  now  rely, 

O,  pass  my  vile  transgressions  by." 

343.  L.  M.  Grigg. 

Behold,  I  stand  at  the  door  and  knock.     Rev.  3  :  20. 

1  BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before , 
Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still  • 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 
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2  O  lovely  attitude !     He  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  bleeding  hands: 

0  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  Friend  you  need ; 
The  Friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine ; 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn ; 
His  feet  departed,  ne'er  return ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour 's  at  hand, 
You  '11  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

344.  7s.  Hewbtt. 

Seek  and  ye  shall  find.     Matt.  1 : 7. 

1  COME,  poor  sinner,  come  and  see, 
All  thy  strength  is  found  in  me ; 

I  am  waiting  to  be  kind, 

To  relieve  thy  troubled  mind. 

2  Dost  thou  feel  thy  sins  a  pain  ? 
Look  to  me  and  ease  obtain : 

All  my  fulness  thou  may'st  share, 
And  be  always  welcome  here. 

3  Boldly  come,  why  dost  thou  fear ! 
I  possess  a  gracious  ear; 

I  will  never  tell  thee  nay, 
While  thou  hast  a  heart  to  pray. 

4  Try  the  freeness  of  my  grace, 
Sure,  't  will  suit  thy  trying  case ; 
Mourning  souls  will  ne'er  complain, 
Having  sought  my  face  in  vain. 

5  Knock,  and  cast  all  doubt  behind, 
Seek,  and  thou  shalt  surely  find , 
Ask,  and  I  will  give  thee  peace, 
And  thy  confidence  increase. 

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6  Will  not  this  encourage  thee, 
Vile  and  poor,  to  come  to  me  ? 
Sure  thou  canst  not  doubt  my  will ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  still. 

345.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  J*. 
Free  Grace.     Rev.  22  :  17. 

1  OUR  God  invites  the  wanderers  home, 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ; 
Let  him  that  hears  repeat  the  sound, 
And  spread  the  joyful  accents  round. 

2  Let  him  that  is  athirst  draw  near, 
And  find  a  fountain  flowing  here ; 
Let  whosoever  will,  receive 

The  freely-offered  grace,  and  live. 

346.  S.  M.  Eras.  Col. 

The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come,  &c.     Rev.  22  :  17. 

1  THE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ;" 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come !" 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come ;" 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come :" 
Lord,  even  so ;  we  wait  thy  hour; 
O,  blest  Redeemer,  come. 

347.  L.   M.  COLLYEB. 

Return  unto  me. 
1  WAND'RER  from  God,  return,  return ! 
And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face: 
Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 
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2  Wand'rer  from  God,  return,  return ! 

The  Father  hears  that  deep-felt  sigh ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
And  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  nigh. 

3  Wand'rer  from  God,  return,  return  ! 

The  Saviour  calls,  he  bids  you  live ; 
Come  bow  before  his  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Now  is  th'  accepted  day,  return ! 

Imploring,  fly  to  mercy's  gate, 
Ere  slighted  grace  to  anger  turn, 
And  you  begin  to  seek  too  late. 

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Revelation  22 : 2. 

1  COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish, 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

349.  S.  M.  Epis.  Col. 

Jo  thou,  and  all  thy  house,  into  the  Ark.     Gen.  7  : 1. 

1  O,  CEASE,  my  wandering  soul, 
On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 

All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God ; 
Behold  the  open  door ; 

O,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 
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3  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

350.  12s.  Thornby. 

Escape  to  the  Mountain.     Gen.  19  :  17. 

1  THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries, "  Escape  to  the  mountain," 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain: 
For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 

His  blood  flows  so  freely,  in  streams  of  salvation. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us  a  pardon, 
We  '11  praise  him  again,  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  the  Saviour  repair, 
Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy — and  can  you  forbear? 
Though  your  sins  are  increased  as  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  can  remove  them — it  flows  from  the  fountain. 

3  Now  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns  triumphantly  glorious; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  is  more  than  victorious, 
With  shouting  proclaim  it — O,  trust  in  his  passion ! 
He  saves  us  most  freely — O,  precious  salvation  ! 

4  Our  Jesus  his  name  now  proclaims  all  victorious, 
He  reigns  over  all,  and  his  kingdom  is  glorious: 
To  Jesus  we  '11  join  with  the  great  congregation, 
And  triumph,  ascribing  to  him  our  salvation. 

5  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  w7hen  we  reach  the  blest  sh-re ; 
With  harps  in  our  hands,  we  '11  praise  him  the  more . 
We  '11  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank  of  the  river, 
And  sine  of  salvation  forever  and  ever ! 


EXPOSTULATIONS  AND  WARNINGS. 

351.  L.  M.  W*rrs. 

The  Way  to  Life  Narrow. 

1   BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new — 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

352.  C.  M.  Wi 

Difficulty  and  Dependence. 

1  STRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high: 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

•    The  mind  and  will  renewed, 
Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform, 
x\nd  give  the  free  reward. 

353.  CM.  Howe's  Hr; 
The  Way  of  Peace.    Luke  1:79. 

1  THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God, 

All  others  go  astray ; 
Narrow,  but  pleasant,  is  the  road, 
And  Christians  love  the  way. 

2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin, 

And  dangers  must  be  passed ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein, 
Will  come  to  heaven  at  last : 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

3  While  the  broad  road,  where  thousands  go, 

Lies  near,  and  opens  fair ; 
And  many  turn  aside,  we  know, 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

4  But,  lest  our  feeble  steps  should  slide, 

Or  wander  from  the  way, 
Lord,  condescend  to  be  our  guide, 
And  we  shall  nev^r  stray. 

354.  S.  M.  Doddrid 
To-day  harden  not  your  hearts.     Heb.  3:15. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  calls; 

Be  every  ear  inclined ; 
May  such  a  voice  awake  each  heart, 
And  captivate  the  mind. 

2  If  he  in  thunder  speak, 

Earth  trembles  at  his  nod  : 
But  milder  accents  here  proclaim 
The  condescending  God. 

3  O,  harden  not  your  hearts, 

But  hear  his  voice  to-day ; 
Lest,  ere  to-morrow's  earliest  dawn, 
He  call  your  souls  away. 

4  Almighty  God,  pronounce 

The  word  of  conquering  grace ; 
So  shall  the  flint  dissolve  to  tears, 
And  scorners  seek  thy  face. 

355.  S.  M.  Dwight. 

The  Day  of  Grace.     Ps.  95  :  7,  8. 

1  YE  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  called  to-day ; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

2  Soon  will  the  harvest  close, 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er; 
O,  sinners,  then  your  injured  God 
Will  heed  your  cries  no  more. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

3  Then  while  'tis  called  to-day, 
O,  hear  the  gospel's  sound ; 
Come;  sinner,  haste,  O,  haste  away, 
While  pardon  may  be  found. 

356.  ]is  o     a 

ilt5-  Sac.  Songs. 

Tarry  not  in  all  the  plain.     Gen.  19  :  17. 

1  DELAY  not,  delay  not;  O,  sinner,  draw  near; 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee : 
No  price  is  demanded ;  the  Saviour  is  here  ;     ' 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not;  why  longer  abuse 

The  loye  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God? 
A  fountain  is  opened;  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day ; 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  shades  of  the  tomb; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not;  the  Spirit  of  grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  his  sad  flight; 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race,     - 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not;  the  hour  is  at  hand; 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall  fade 
h^  dead  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall  stand  ; 
What  helper,  then,  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  his  aid? 


$57.  8s,  7s,  &  4. 

Banger  of  Belay.     Ps.  2:12. 

1  HEAR,  O  sinner ! — mercy  hails  you, 
Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls: 

Hear,  O  sinner ! — 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS- 

2  See !  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 

O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread ; 
Hark  !  the  awful  thunders  rolling 
Loud,  and  louder  o'er  your  head : — 

Turn,  O  sinner ! — 
Lest  the  lightnings  strike  you  dead. 

3  Haste,  O  sinner,  to  the  Saviour ; 

S.eek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away : 

Haste  to  Jesus ; 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 

358.  S.  M.  Perennial. 

Now  is  the  accepted  time.     2  Cur.  6  :  2. 

1  NOW  is  the  day  of  grace ; 

Now  to  the  Saviour  come ; 
The  Lord  is  calling,  "  Seek  my  face, 
And  I  will  guide  you  home." 

2  A  Father  bids  you  speed ; 

O  wherefore,  then,  delay  ? 
He  calls  in  love ;  he  sees  your  need ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

3  To-day  the  prize  is  won ; 

The  promise  is  to  save ; 
Then,  O,  be  wise ;  to-morrow's  sun 
May  shine  upon  your  grave. 


359.  12s  &  lis.  J.B.Hague. 

The  harvest  passing.    Jer.  8  :  20. 

HARK,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  doth  entre:.i  thee, 
And  warnings  with  accents  of  mercy  doth  blend  ; 
Give  ear  to  his  voice,  lest  in  judgment  he  meet  thee: 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

2  How  oft  of  thy  danger  and  guilt  he  hath  told  thee : 
How  oft  still  the  message  of  mercy  doth  slmhI  ! 
Haste,  haste,  while  he  waits  in  his  arms  to  enfold  thee 
M  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

3  Despised,  rejected,  at  length  he  may  leave  thee : 

What  anguish  and  horror  thy  bosom  will  rend  ! 

Then  haste  thee,  O  sinner,  while  he  will  receive  thee 

"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

4  Ere  long,  and  Jehovah  will  come  in  his  power : 

Our  God  will  arise,  with  his  foes  to  contend : 
Haste,  haste  thee,  O  sinner;  prepare  for  that  hour: 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

5  The  Saviour  will  call  thee  in  judgment  before  him  ; 

O,  bow  to  his  sceptre,  and  make  him  thy  Friend ; 

Now  yield  Mm  thy  heart;  make  haste  to  adore  him: 

"  Thy  harvest  is  passing,  thy  summer  will  end." 


;$60.  S.   M,  DOBELL. 

Now  is  the  accepted  time.     2  Cor.  6  :  2. 

1  NOW  is  th'  accepted  time ; 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time ; 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late ; 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time ; 

The  gospel  bids  you  come, 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love ; 
Then  will  the  angels  swiftly  fly 
To  bear  the  news  above. 

361.  Vs.  T.Scc  a 

Haste  thee  !  Escape  thither  !     Gen.  19  :  22. 

1  HASTE,  O  sinner ;  now  be  wise ; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS  AND  WARNINGS, 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Haste.  O  sinner ;  now  return  : 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 

Ere  salvation's  work  is  done.  .  • 

4  Haste,  O  sinner ;  now  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

5  Lord,  do  thou  the  sinner  turn, 

Rouse  him  from  his  senseless  state ; 
Let  him  not  thy  counsel  spurn, 
Nor  his  choice  deplore  too  late. 

302.  L.  M.  Dwtght. 

No  vjork  nor  device  in  the  grave.     Eccles.  9  :  10 

1  WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given ; 
But  soon,  ah,  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound '. 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

5  Now  God  invites ;  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 
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363.  S.  M.  Hyd* 

Despising  the  riches  of  Goodness.     Rom.  2  :  4. 

1  AND  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 

The  call  of  love  divine  1 
Shall  God  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  1 

2  Wilt  thuti  not  :ease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppressed? 

3  To-day,  a  pardoning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray  ; 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

4  But  grace  so  dearly  bought 

If  yet  thou  wilt  despise, 
Thy  fearful  doom,  with  sorrow  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 

364.  S.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 
Vigilance.     Matt.  25:1-1 2. 

1  ALL  yesterday  is  gone ; 

To-morrow's  not  our  own  ; 
O  sinner,  come,  without  delay, 
To  bow  before  the  throne. 

2  O,  hear  his  voice  to-day, 

And  harden  not  your  heart ; 
To-morrow,  with  a  frown,  he  may 
Pronounce  the  word — "  Depart." 


5.  L.  M.  F 

*  My  Spirit  shall  not  always  strive."     Gen.  6  : 

1   SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 
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EXPOSTULATIONS  AND  WARNINGS. 

2  Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 

Of  worldliness  and  vanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 

And  warned  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flee  1 

3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice — 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call — 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

4  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind ; 
That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

366.  L.  M.  Doddridge, 
The  one  thing  needful.     Luke  10  :  42. 

1  WHY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain, 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart : 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart: 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

367.  C.  M.  J.  A.  Alexander. 

Woe  to  them  when  I  depart  from  them.     Hos.  9:12. 

1  THERE  i9  a  time,  we  know  not  when — 
A  point,  we  know  not  where, 
That  marks  the  destiny  of  men, 
To  glory  or  despair. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

2  There  is  a  line  by  us  unseen, 

That  crosses  every  path ; 
The  hidden  boundary  between 
God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 

3  O,  where  is  the  mysterious  bourne, 

By  which  our  path  is  crossed, 
Beyond  which,  God  himself  hath  sworn, 
That  he  who  goes  is  lost  ? 

4  How  long  may  we  go  on  in  sin; 

How  long  will  God  forbear ; 
Where  does  hope  end,  and  where  begin 
The  confines  of  despair ! 

5  An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent : 

"  Ye  that  from  God  depart, 
While  it  is  called  to-day  repent, 
And  harden  not  your  heart." 

308.  CM.  Montgomery. 

Worth  of  the  Soul.    Mark  8  :  36. 

1  WHAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 

The  whole  creation  round ; 
That  which  was  lost  in  paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  was  found  ? 

2  The  soul  of  man,  Jehovah's  breath, 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deigned  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross. 

That  knowledge  to  obtain ; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 
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3G9,  7s.  Uewick's  Col. 

Mliat  will  ye  do  in  the  day  of  visitation  ?     Isai.  10  :  3. 

1  SINNER,  what  has  earth  to  show- 
Like  the  joys  believers  know? 

Is  thy  path,  of  fading  flowers, 
Half  so  bright,  so  sweet,  as  ours? 

2  Doth  a"  skilful,  healing  friend, 
On  thy  daily  path  attend, 

And,  where  thorns  and  stings  abound, 
Shed  a  balm  on  every  wound  ? 

3  When  the  tempest  rolls  on  high, 
Hast  thou  still  a  refuge  nigh  ? 
Can,  O,  can  thy  dying  breath 
Summon  one  more  strong  than  death? 

4  Canst  thou,  in  that  awful  day, 
Fearless  tread  the  gloomy  way, 
Plead  a  glorious  ransom  given, 
Burst  from  earth  and  soar  to  heaven  ? 


370.  8s  &  7s,  peculiar.  Psalmist. 

Things  unseen  and  eternal.     2  Cor.  4: 18. 

1  O,  LAY  not  up  upon  this  earth 

Your  hope,  your  joy,  your  treasure; 
Here  sorrow  clouds  the  pilgrim's  path, 
And  blights  each  opening  pleasure. 

2  Earth's  joys,  like  dew-drops,  fade  away  : 

Like  clouds  its  visions  vanish ; 
Above,  no  night  can  chase  the  day ; 
Those  joys  no  change  can  banish. 

3  All,  all  below  must  fade  and  die ; 

The  dearest  hopes  we  cherish, 
Scenes  touched  with  brightest  radiancy, 
Are  all  decreed  to  perish. 

4  Then,  man,  be  wise ;  thy  constant  care 

To  purer  joys  be  given, 
Nor  let  delusive  objects  share 
The  place  of  bliss  and  heaven. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

5  Let  things  unseen,  with  potent  force, 
Alone  possessing  merit, 
Lead  upward  to  its  holy  source 
Thy  pure,  immortal  spirit. 

37  1  •  S.  M.  Montgomery 

Eternal  life  and  death.     Matt.  25  :  46. 

1  O,  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found- 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath : 
O,  what  eternal  terrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  I 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest -we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


372,  C.  M.  Fawcett. 

Inward  Religion. 

1  RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know ! 

2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth, 

Or  aught  the  world  bestows ; 
Nor  reputation,  food,  or  health 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'T  will  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb 


37  3.  CM.  Fa*  *tt. 

Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  way.     Isai.  55 : 7 

1  SINNER,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 

His  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you,  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea,  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  soul  of  ease. 

3  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  woe. 

4  But  he  who  turns  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  his  abounding  grace ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 

5  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  Ms  will  divine. 

6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts ; 

He  pardons  like  a  God ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults 
Through  our  Redeemer's  blood. 

37  4,  !ta  J.  Wesley. 

Why  will  ye  die  ?     Ezek.  33:11. 

1  SINNERS,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why ; 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live.    ■ 
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2  Sinners,  turn ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why : 
Will  ye  not  in  him  believe  ? 

He  has  died  that  ye  might  live. 

3  Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  unpardoned  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

4  Sinners,  turn ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why : 
Often  with  you  has  he  strove, 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love. 

5  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

37  5.  7s.  J.  Wesley. 

Wliat  more  could  I  do  to  my  vineyard?     Isal  5  •  4. 

1  SINNERS,  turn  while  God  is  near, 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere : — 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands ; 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands. 

2  What  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you1? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 

3  If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  you  to  life  invite  ? 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry  ? 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ? 

4  Can  you  doubt  if  God  is  love  ? 
If  to  you  his  bowels  move, 
Will  ye  not  his  word  receive  ? 
Will  ye  not  his  oath  believe  ? 

5  See,  the  suffering  God  appears; 
Jesus  weeps ;  believe  his  tears ! 
Mingled  with  his  blood,  they  cry. 
"  Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die !" 

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37  6.  Is  &  5s.  E.  W.  Freeman. 

Flee  from  the  ivrath  to  come.     Matt.  3  :  7. 

1  ROUSE  ye  at  the  Saviour's  call, 
Sinners,  rouse  ye,  one  and  all : 
Wake,  or  soon  your  souls  will  fall — 

Fall  in  deep  despair. 
Woe  to  him  who  turns  away! 
Jesus  kindly  calls  to-day  : 
Come,  O  sinner,  while  you  may, 

Raise  your  soul  in  prayer. 

2  Heard  ye  not  the  Saviour  cry  ? 
Turn,  6  turn,  why  will  you  die? 
And  in  keenest  agony. 

Mourn  too  late  your  doom! 
f  Haste,  for  time  is  rushing  on ! 

Soon  the  fleeting  hour  is  gone, 
The  lifted  arrow  flies  anon, 
To  sink  you  in  the  tomb ! 

3  By  the  Saviour's  bleeding-love, 
By  the  joys  of  heaven  above, 

Let  these  words  your  spirit  move ; 

Quick  to  Jesus  fly ! 
Come  and  save  your  souls  from  death, 
Haste !  escape  Jehovah's  wrath  ; 
Fly !  for  life 's  a  fleeting  breath, 

Soon,  O  soon  you  '11  die. 


37  7.  L.  M.  Steele. 

Eternity. 

1  ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand, 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand. 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 

2  Eternity ! — tremendous  sound ! 
To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound! 
But,  O !  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  sweet  the  accents !  how  divine  ! 

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3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 

My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer — 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  sealed,  and  peace  with  God. 

4  But  should  my  brightest  hopes  be  vain ! 
The  rising  doubt,  how  sharp  its  pain ! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God !  remove ; 
Speak  me  an  object  of  thy  love. 

5  Search,  Lord,  O  search  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart : 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 

And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

3!  8,  L.  M.  Kekm 

Prov.  1 :  24-28. 

1  1  HEAR  a  voice  that  comes  from  far ; 

From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad  ; 
It  soothes  my  spirit,  calms  my  fear; 
It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 

2  And  is  it  true  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice, 
And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 
Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice  ; 

3  Alas  for  those ! — the  day  is  near 

When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more ; 
Then  may  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 
The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  I  penitently  own 

That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
'Tia  due  to  sovereign  grace  alone, 
That  conquers  oft  its  proudest  foes. 

37  9.  Vs.     (6  lines.)  C.  Wvslv. 

Zech.  12  :  10. 

1  HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent ; 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued ; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Covered  with  a  gore  of  blood : 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 
Crucified  th'  eternal  Son. 
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2  Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed, 

Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there. 
Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 

Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear, 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 
While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 

StilL  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again  ? 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No ;  with  all  my  sins  I  '11  part ; 
Break,  O,  break,  my  bleeding  heart. 


380.  C.  M. 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God.    John  1 :  36. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bore 

Thy  guilt  upon  the  tree, 
And  paid  in  blood  the  dreadful  score, 
The  ransom  due  for  thee. 

2  Behold  him  till  the  sight  endears 

The  Saviour  to  thy  heart ; 
His  pierced  feet  bedew  with  tears, 
Nor  from  his  cross  depart. 

3  Behold  him  till  his  dying  love 

Thy  every  thought  control ; 
Its  vast,  constraining  influence  prove 
O'er  body,  spirit,  soul. 

4  Behold  him,  as  the  race  yon  run, 

Your  never-failing  Friend  ; 
He  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  grace  in  glory  end. 

381 .  C  M.  Htm^s  of  Zion. 

Wilt  thou  be  made  whole?    John  5  :  6.     Rev.  3  :  20. 

1  AMAZING  sight !  the  Saviour  stands 
And  knocks  at  every  door  ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands, 
To  satisfy  the  poor. 
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EXPOSTULATIONS    AND    WARNINGS. 

2  "  Behold,"  he  saith,  "  I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  you  to  my  rest : 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I  'm  passirg  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  "  Will  you  despise  my  bleeding  love, 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell  ? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 
With  me,  forever  dwell  1 

4  "  Say,  will  you  hear  my  gracious  voice, 

And  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  will  you  make  that  wretched  choice. 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ?" 


382.  Vs  &  6s.     (8  lines.)  Newtus. 

As  I  live,  I  have  no  pleasure  in  the  death  of  the  wicktd. 
Ezek.  33:11. 

1  SINNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 

He  now  is  passing  by ; 
He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 

And  heard  thy  mournful  cry ; 
He  has  pardons  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fears* 
See  the  love  that  fills  his  heart, 

And  wipe  away  thy  tears. 

2  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come, 

And  tell  him  all  thy  case  % 
He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 

Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face: 
Wilt  thou  fear  Immanuel  % 

Wilt  thou  dread  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Who,  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 

Has  shed  his  precious  blood  1 

3  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 

His  mercy  is  no  less : 
Though  he  thy  transgressions  hate, 

He  feels  for  thy  distress : 
By  himself  the  Lord  hath  sworn, 

He  delights  not  in  thy  death, 
But  invites  thee  to  return, 

That  thou  may'st  live  by  faith. 
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Raise  thy  downcast  eyes,  and  see 

What  throngs  the  throne  surround ! 
These,  though  sinners  once,  like  thee, 

Have  full  salvation  found ; 
Yield  not,  then,  to  unbelief, 

While  he  says,  "  There  yet  is  room :" 
Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief, 

{Since  Jesus  calls  thee,  come. 


383.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 
The  vrrath  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  6:16. 

1  HARK !  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace 
Bids  Sinai's  awful  thunder  cease ! — 
Sinner !  that  voice  of  love  obey, 

From  Christ,  the  true,  the  living  way. 

2  How  else  his  presence  wilt  thou  bear, 
When  he  in  judgment  shall  appear] 
When  slighted  love  to  wrath  shall  turn, 
And  all  the  earth  like  Sinai  burn  ? 

3  Now  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace 
Bids  Sinai's  awful  thunder  cease — 
O,  sinner,  while  'tis  called  to-day, 
That  voice  of  saving  love  obey. 

384.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Allkw. 

Glad  Tidings. 

1  SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  1 
Every  sentence,  O,  how  tender ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love : 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim : 
"Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name :" 

How  important ! 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 
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3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor ; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears : 

Tender  heralds ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it  ? 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord. 

5  O  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way : 
Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay : 

Rebel  sinners, 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

385*  CM.  Doddridge. 

Exhortation  to  Repentance.    Acts  Vj :  30. 

1  "REPENT!"  the  voice  celestial  cries; 

No  longer  dare  delay : 
The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men ; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  O  sinners,  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Embrace  the  blessed  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 
His  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 
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386.  C.  M.  Ens.  Col. 

The  barren  Fig-tree.     Luke  18 : 6,  9. 

1  SEE,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

A  barren  fig-tree  stands ; 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossom  bears, 
Though  planted  by  his  hands. 

2  From  year  to  year  he  seeks  for  fruit, 

And  still  no  fruit  is  found ; 

It  stands,  amid  the  living  trees, 

A  eumberer  of  the  ground. 

3  But  see,  an  Intercessor  pleads 

The  barren  tree  to  spare : 
"  Let  Justice  still  withhold  his  hand, 
And  grant  another  year. 

4  "  Perhaps  some  means  of  grace  untried 

May  reach  the  stony  heart ; 
The  softening  dews  of  heavenly  grace 
May  life  anew  impart. 

5  "  But  if  these  means  should  prove  in  vain, 

And  still  no  fruit  is  found, 
Then  Mercy  shall  no  longer  plead, 
But  Justice  cut  it  down." 


387.  S.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Holiness  necessary. 

1  CAN  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 

Who  love  this  world  so  well  ? 
Or  dream  of  future  happiness, 
While  on  the  road  to  hell  1 

2  Can  sin's  deceitful  way 

Conduct  to  Zion's  hill  ? 
Or  those  expect  with  God  to  reign, 
Who  disregard  his  will  ] 

3  Shall  they  hosannas  sing, 

With  an  unhallowed  tongue  ? 
Shall  pahns  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
Which  does  its  neighbor  wrong? 
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4  Thy  grace,  O  God,  alone, 

Good  hopes  can  e'er  afford  ! 
The  pardoned  and  renewed  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

3S8»  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Treasuring  up  wrath.     Rom.  2:4,  5. 

1  UNGRATEFUL  sinners,  whence  this  scorn 

Of  God's  long-suffering  grace  ? 
And  whence  this  folly,  that  insults 
Th'  Almighty  to  his  face  1 

2  Is  it  because  his  patience  waits, 

And  his  compassions  move, 
You  multiply  transgressions  more, 
And  spurn  his  richest  love  % 

3  Is  all  the  treasured  wrath  so  small, 

You  labor  still  for  more? 
Though  not  eternal  rolling  years 
Can  e'er  exhaust  the  store. 

4  Alarmed  and  melted  at  God's  voice, 

Before  his  sceptre  bow, 
And  to  escape  his  thunders  then, 
Embrace  the  Saviour  now. 


389.  Vs.  Epis.Coe. 

The  Sinner  entreated  to  awake. 

1  SINNER,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wake  from  sleep ;  arise  from  death ; 
See  the  bright  and  living  path ; 
Watchful,  tread  that  path  ;  be  wise ; 
Leave  thy  folly ;  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly;  cease  from  crime; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  ; 
Life  secure  without  delay; 

Evil  is  thy  mortal  day. 
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1  0,  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night ; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 


390.  7s.  Newton. 

Wliai  wilt  thau-say,  when  he  shall  punish  thee?  Jer.  13:  21. 

1  SINNER,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 

Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure, 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  1 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bared  ! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepared ; 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapped  in  flame  ? 

4  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath, 
And  our  souls  be  called  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

5  May  we,  through  thy  precious  name, 

Peacefully  our  journey  end ; 
Then  our  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 
And  the  Judge  shall  be  our  friend. 

391.  VS.  S.  F.CJOTH. 

Tlie  Sinner  at  the  Judgment.     1  Pet.  4: 1&. 

1  WHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 

When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear] 

2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment-day, 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  O,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

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3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  O  where,  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part  1 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

5  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer, 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear,  i 


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o92.  L.  M.  S.  Stennjot. 

Atoning  Blood.     Heb.  9  :  14. 

1  HOW  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear, 
Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  % 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  Eternal  Mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  the  most  costly  sacrifice, 

Not  infant  blood  profusely  spilt, 
Will  expiate  a  sinner's  guilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  thine  alone, 
Hath  sovereign  virtue  to  atone ; 
Here  will  we  rest  our  only  plea, 
When  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee. 

393*  Is.  Hammond. 

Winning  Souls  to  Christ. 

1  WOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God? 
Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 
To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 
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2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side ; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crowned, 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned ; — 

3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath ; 
How  he  agonized  in  death ; 
How  he  lives  to  intercede — 
Christ  our  Advocate  and  Head. 

4  Tell  him  it  was  sovereign  grace 
Led  thee  first  to  seek  his  face, 
Made  thee  choose  the  better  part, 
Wrought  salvation  in  thy  heart. 

5  Tell  him  of  that  liberty 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free  ; 
Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven — 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 

394.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Christ  our  Sacrifice.     Heb.  10  :  4. 

1  NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood,  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back,  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 

And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 
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SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

395.  S.  M.  BiSDDOilE. 

IFo  Salvation  by  the  Law.     Gal  2:16. 

1  GOD'S  holy  law,  transgressed, 

Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
Convinced  of  guilt,  with  grief  oppressed, 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 

Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 
Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood : 
'Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

4  High  lifted  on  the  cross, 

The  spotless  Victim  dies : 

This  is  salvation's  only  source ; 

Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 

396.  L.  M.  j.  Easz 

The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  righteous  law  demands 
Full  satisfaction  at  thy  hands : — 
Faith  points  to  thine  atonement  made, 
And  pleads  thy  full  obedience  paid. 

2  Thou  art,  O  God,  my  righteousness, 
A  robe  of  light — a  spotless  dress  j 
Thyself  my  title  to  thy  love, 

And  to  the  heritage  above. 

397.  C.  M.  Watts. 

None  justified  by  the  Works  of  the  Law.     Rom.  3  :  19-22. 

1  VAIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
On  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt 
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2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  silent  bow, 

Without  a  murmuring  word ; 
Let  all  the  race  of  man  confess 
Their  guilt  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now ; 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace ! 

When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 

Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 

That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

398.  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

The  Lamb  of  God.    John  1 :  29. 

1  BEHOLD  the  sin-atoning  Lamb, 

With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descending  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 

He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 

3  To  save  a  guilty  world,  he  dies ; 

Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb ; 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound ; 

He  can  the  richest  blessings  give ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found ; 
He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 

399.  C.  M.  Wait*. 

God  in  Christ.     2  Cor.  5:19. 

1  DEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 
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2  Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  f  nd; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  begin; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear; 
His  grace  removes  my  sin. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  relv, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

400.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Law  and  Gospel.     rtorn.  8  :  3. 

1  WHILE  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  ^?~rth 

Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  flings — 
Jesus,  thy  dear,  expiring  breath, 
And  Calvary,  speak  gentler  things. 

2  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundless  love, 

Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood ; 
And  life,*and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
Purchased  by  our  redeeming  God. 

3  Hark !  how  he  prays,  (the  charming  sound 

Dwells  on  his  dying  lips) — Forgive: 
And  every  groan,  and  gaping  wound, 
Cries,  "Father,  let  the  rebels  live!" 

4  Go,  you  that  rest  upon  the  law, 

And  toil  and  seek  salvation  there; 
Look  to  the  flames  that  Moses  saw, 
And  shrink,  and  tremble,  and  despair. 

6  But  I  '11  retire  beneath  the  cross  ; 
Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I  '11  lie ; 
And  the  keen  sword  that  justice  draws, 
Flaming  and  red,  shall  pass  me  by. 
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40 1  •  L.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

No  other  name  by  which  to  be  saved.     Acts  4:12. 

1  JESUS,  the  spring  of  joys  divine, 

Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow ; — 
Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  woe. 

2  None  other  name  will  heaven  approve : 

Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
Ordained  by  everlasting  love, 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Here  let  our  constant  feet  abide, 

Nor  from  the  heavenly  path  depart: 
O,  let  thy  Spirit,  gracious  Guide ! 
Direct  our  steps  and  cheer  our  heart. 

402.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Mercy  and  truth  met  in  Christ.     Ps.  85  :  9-13. 

1  SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

■  2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven 
By  his  atonement,  so  complete, 

justice  is  pleased,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God ; 
Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

403.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Salvation  through  Chris*  only.     2  Tun.  1:9,  10. 

1  NOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 
Be  everlasting  honors  give:i ; 
He  saves  from  hell — we  bless  his  name — 
He  guides  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 
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2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 

But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'T  was  his  own  purpose  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels  doomed  to  die ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known, 
Declares  the  great  transaction  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dies,  and,  in  that  dreadful  night, 

Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy ; 
Rising,  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

404.  C  M.  Watis. 

Pardon  and  Sanctipcation.    Ezek  36  :  25-28. 

1  IN  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives 

To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choicest  blessings  earth  can  yield 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 

2  But  God  can  every  want  supply, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  covenant,  and  by  oath, 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

3  Come,  and  he  '11  cleanse  our  spotted  souls, 

And  wash  away  our  stains 
In  that  rich  fountain  which  his  Son 
Poured  from  his  dying  veins. 

4  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  law, 

And  every  motion  of  our  souls 

To  swift  obedience  draw. 

5  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 

And  we  shall  render  praise; 
We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
And  he,  our  God  of  grace. 
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405.  C.  M.  "Watih 

Salvation  by  Grace.     Tit.  3  :  3-7. 

1  LORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 

How  great  our  guilt  has  been; 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done ; 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  washed  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  His  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew; 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 


406.  6s  &  8s.  Presb.  Hranre. 

Christ  the  Refuge.     Ps.  139. 

1  WHEN  I  behold  my  heart 

With  sin's  deep  stain  impressed, 
Fain  would  I  draw  a  curtain  dark 

Across  my  guilty  breast ; 
Hiding  from  all,  but  most  from  thee, 
My  God,  its  vast  iniquity. 
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2  O,  could  I  mount  the  wing 

Of  the  ascending  morn, 
And  be  to  earth's  remotest  ring-, 

Ere  close  of  evening,  borne, 
I  'd  haste,  I  'd  fly  o'er  land  and  sea, 
To  hide  me  from  myself  and  thee. 

3  Alas !  how  vain  the  thought ! 

The  Power  that  guides  the  sun, 
Must  bear  the  Hying  fugitive ; 

And  when  the  day  is  done, 
Within  thy  hand  must  be  my  bed, 
Beneath  thy  wing  must  rest  my  head. 

4  O,  whither  shall  I  fly, 

Omniscient  God,  from  thee  ? 
Within  the  deep,  impervious  folds 

Of  night's  dark  canopy  ? 
'T  were  vain,  I  could  not  'scape  thy  sight, 
For  thou  thyself,  my  God,  art  light. 

5  Jesus,  to  thee  I  fly, 

In  thine  embrace  to  rest; 
O,  shield  me  from  thy  Father's  frown, 

Within  thy  sheltering  breast ; 
But  no  !  within  that  hiding-place, 
Frowns  turn  to  smiles,  and  wrath  to  grace. 


407.  CM.  S.  Stennjctt. 

The  Converted  Thief.     Luke  23  :  42. 

1  AS  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 
He  poured  salvation  on  a  wretch 
That  languished  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 

The  penitent  confessed ; 
Then  turned  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  addressed : 

3  "  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heaven ! 

Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
I  see  thee  bathed  in  sweat  and  tears, 
And  weltering  in  thy  blood, 
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4  "  Yet  quickly  from  these  scenes  of  woe, 

In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise, 
Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  deaih, 
And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  "  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 

Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me, 
And  in  the  victories  of  thy  death 
Let  me  a  sharer  be." 

6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 

And  instantly  replies — 
"  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
With  me  in  Paradise." 


408.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Sufferings  of  Christ  for  Sin.     Ps.  69. 

1  DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord ; 
Behold,  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored ; 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

4  O,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

409.  C.  M.  Cowper. 

The  Fountain.     Zech.  13:1. 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guiltv  stains. 
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2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain,  in  his  day ; 
O  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save. 


SALVATION    BY   FAITH 

410.  S.  M.  Ess****™. 

Office  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  is  a  precious  grace, 

Where'er  it  is  bestowed; 
It  boasts  a  high,  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  as  King, 

And  all-atoning  Priest; 
It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 

When  filled  with  deep  distress, 
Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 

And  that  divinely  free, 
Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  work  this  faith  in  me. 
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411.  8s.  Habt. 
Victorious  Faith. 

1  THE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 

And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood. 

2  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  fancy  or  name — 
The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 

3  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell ; 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair ; 
And,  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer. 

4  It  says  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart,*' 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul : 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

The  wounded  in  conscience  makes  whole. 

412.  C  M.  Beddome 
Salvation  by  Faith. 

1  'TIS  faith  that  lays  the  sinner  low, 

And  covers  him  with  shame ; 
Renouncing  all  self-righteousness, 
It  trusts  in  Jesus'  name. 

2  Faith  works  with  power,  but  will  not  plead 

The  best  of  works  when  done  ; 
It  knows  no  other  ground  of  trust 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

3  It  gives  no  title,  but  receives, 

No  blessing  it  procures ; 
Yet,  where  it  truly  lives  and  reigns, 
All  blessings  it  insures. 

4  Its  sole  dependence  and  its  stay 

Is  Jesus'  righteousness ; 
'Tis  thus  salvation  is  by  faith, 
And  all  of  sovereign  grace. 
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5  The  more  this  principle  prevails, 
The  more  is  grace  adored  ; 
No  glory  it  assumes,  but  gives 
All  glory  to  the  Lord. 

413,  CM.  Watw 

The  Power  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares : 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

4  Faith  shows  the  precious  promise,  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  helps  our  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There,  there  unshaken,  would  we  rest 

Till  this  vile  body  dies ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rise ! 

414.  CM.  Watts 

Faith  the  Evidence  of  Things  not  seen.    Heb.  11:1 

1  FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 
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3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 

By  God's  almighty  word ; 
We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fade, 
And  be  again  restored. 

4  Abrah'm  obeyed  the  Lord's  command, 

From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 

5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray. 

The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way,  ' 
That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

415.  C.  M.  Watts. 

A  living  Faith. 

1  MISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all.  the  heart, 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  lov«., 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 

And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  power ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 


416.  CM.  POINDEXTKS. 

Efficacy  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  is  of  endless  life  the  spring 
Uprising  in  the  soul ; 
Its  cheering  waters  healing  bring 
From  Him,  who  makes  us  whole. 
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CONVICTION. 

2  Faith  takes  the  Bread  which  God  ba3  given 

The  needy  poor  to  feed — 
The  broken  Bread  which  carne  from  heaven, 
And  finds  a  feast  indeed. 

3  O,  may  we  of  this  fountain  drink — 

Eat  of  this  living  Bread : 
Then  from  life's  woes  we  shall  not  shrink, 
Nor  death's  pale  horrors  dread. 


CONVICTION. 
417.  S.  M.  CowpEtt. 

Trembling  Solicitude. 

1  MY  former  hopes  are  fled ; 

My  terror  now  begins ; 

I  feel,  alas !  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 

2  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  ] 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar : 
The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 
And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom ; 
But  hark !  a  friendly  whisper  says, 
"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

4  I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimmering  from  afar, 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me,  . 
To  save  me  from  despair. 

4  18.  CM.  Watts. 

Conviction  by  the  Law. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
And  felt  no  inward  dread ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 
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CONVICTION. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright: 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  such  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  I  with  terror  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load ; 

My  sins  revived  again ; 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath, 

Exert  thy  power  to  save ; 
O,  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 


419.  C.  M.  Gibbons. 
Let  him  take  hold  of  my  strength.     Isa.  27:5. 

1  LORD,  we  are  sinners  in  thy  sight, 

Transgressors  of  thy  laws ; 

Nor  dare  we  to  our  innocence 

Presume  to  trust  our  cause. 

2  Thy  lightest  stroke  or  mildest  frown 

Our  feeble  souls  alarms  : 
O,  where 's  the  worm  prepared  to  meet 
Omnipotence  in  arms  ? 

3  Omnipotence  arrayed  in  love ! 

Do  thou  our  refuge  be ; 
On  strength  divine  may  we  take  hold, 
And  thus  make  peace  with  thee. 

420.  S.  M.  ToPLADr. 

TJie  evil  Heart.    Jer.  17  :  9. 

1  ASTONISHED  and  distressed, 
I  turn  mine  eyes  within  : 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppressed, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 
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CONVICTION. 

2  Almighty  King  of  saints, 

These  tyrant  lusts  subdue ; 

Expel  the  darkness  of  my  mind, 

And  all  my  powers  renew. 

3  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 

Shall  loud  hosannas  raise  ; 
My  soul  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 

421.  7S.  RAFFLE8 

Confession  of  Sin. 

1  SOVEREIGN  Ruler,  Lord  of  all, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Hear,  O,  hear  my  earnest  cry ; 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, 
Chief  of  sinners  I  have  been ; 
Oft  have  sinned  before  thy  face, 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace. 

3  Justly  might  thy  fatal  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding,  broken  heart ; 
Justly  might  thine  angry  breath 
Blast  me  in  eternal  death. 

4  Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul ; 
Make  my  broken  spirit  whole; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


422.  CM.  Watts 

Repentance  in  View  of  divine  Patience. 

1  AND  are  we,  wretches,  yet  alive  ? 

And  do  we  yet  rebel  ? 
'Tis  boundless,  'tis  amazing  love, 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell. 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames ; 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 
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CONVICTION. 

3  Almighty  Goodness  cries,  "  Forbear," 

And  straight  the  thunder  stays ; 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ] 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abused  thy  love, 

Too  long  indulged  our  sin; 
Our  aching  hearts  now  bleed  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been. 

5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command ; 

No  more  will  we  obey ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conquering  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away. 

423.  7s.  Luth.  Col. 
The  penitent  Inquirer. 

1  DEPTH  of  mency ! — can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear, 
And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above ; 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 

Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  1 — 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ; 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore ; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

424.  CM.  C.  Wesley. 

Prayer  for  Repentance. 

1  O  FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 
Which  bows  before  the  Lord, 
That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 
And  trembles  at  thy  word ! 
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CONVICTION. 

2  O,  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow  ; 
That  consciousness  of  guilt  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow ! 

3  O  Lord,  to  me  in  pity  give 

For  sin  the  deep  distress, 
The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

425.  S.  M.  awmiii 

Praying  for  Repentance. 

1  O  THAT  I  could  repent, 

With  all  my  idols  part ; 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart. 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppressed 

For  having  grieved  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  heart,  that  cannot  rest 

Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  woe 
My  aching  breast  inspire : 

4  With  softening  pity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down  ; 
Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  ! 

5  Saviour  and  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  double  grace  bestow ; 
Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness, 
And  let  the  captive  go. 

6  Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove ; 
Wound,  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal, 
The  balm  of  pardoning  love. 
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REPENTANCE. 

REPENTANCE. 

426.  C.    M.  MiDDLETOV. 

Pairful  Recollections. 

1  AS  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'Tis  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed; 
And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer , 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O,  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 

427.  Vs.  J.Taylor 

Confession  of  Sin. 

1  GOD  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs ; 
O,  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou,  to  whom  our  praise  belongs. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain : — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame,  we  own; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 
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REPENTANCE. 

5  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs; 
O,  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou,  to  whom  our  praise  belongs. 

428.  C.  M.  Newto? 

The  Prodigal  Son.    Luke  15 :  11-24 

1  AFFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopped  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  forced  him  to  repent. 

2  Although  he  no  relenting  felt 

Till  he  had  spent  his  store, 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt, 
When  famine  pinched  him-  sore. 

3  "  What  have  I  gained  by  sin,"  he  said, 

"  But  hunger,  shame,  and  fear  ?" 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "  I  '11  go  and  tell  him  all  I  've  done, 

And  fall  before  his  face ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  his  son, 
I  '11  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  "  Father,  I  've  sinned — but  O,  forgive  P 

"  Enough !" — the  father  said ; 
"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son  's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead. 

7  "Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around : 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again ; 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
•     And  welcomes  all  that  come. 
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REPENTANCE. 


429.  CM.  Village  Hymns. 
The  Prodigal's  Return. 

1  THE  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 

From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise  ; 
His  heart  "begins  to  break. 

2  "  I  starve,"  he  cries,  "  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "  With  deep  repentance  I  '11  return, 

And  seek  my  father's  face  ; 

Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 

I  '11  ask  a  servant's  place." 

4  Far  off  the  father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 

And  spread  the  joy  around  ; 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew ; 
The  long-lost  son  is  found  ! 

430.  7s.  Presb  Hymns. 

Invitation  accepted. 

'  1  AM  I  called  ?  and  can  it  be  ! 
Has  my  Saviour  chosen  me? 
Guilty,  wretched  as  I  am, 
Has  he  named  my  worthless  name ! 
Vilest  of  the  vile  am  I, 
Dare  I  raise  my  hopes  so  high  ? 

2  Am  I  called  ?    I  dare  not  stay, 
May  not,  must  not  disobey ; 
Here  I  lay  me  at  thy  feet, 
Clinging  to  the  mercy-seat : 
Thine  I  am,  and  thine  alone ; 
Lord,  with  me  thv  wil1  be  done. 
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REPEXTANCE. 

3  Am  I  called  ?  what  shall  I  bring, 
As  an  offering  to  my  King  1 
Poor,  and  blind,  and  naked,  I, 
Trembling  at  thy  footstool  lie ; 
Naught  but  sin  I  call  mine  own, 
Nor  for  sin  can  sin  atone. 

4  Am  I  called  ?  an  heir  of  God ! 

*    Washed,  redeemed,  by  precious  blood ! 
Father,  lead  me  in  thy  hand, 
Guide  me  to  that  better  land, 
Where  my  soul  shall  be  at  rest, 
Pillowed  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


431*  7s.  Stexnett. 

/  have  sinned  against  heaven  and  before  thee.     Luke  15  :  IS 

1  FATHER !  at  thy  call  I  come ! 
In  thy  bosom  there  is  room 
For  a  guilty  soul  to  hide — 
Pressed  with  grief  on  every  side. 

2  Here  I'll  make  my  piteous  moan  !•  — 
Thou  canst  understand  a  groan : 
Here  my  sins  and  sorrows  tell: 
What  I  feel  thou  knowest  well. 

3  Ah !  how  foolish  I  have  been 
To  obey  the  voice  of  sin — 
To  forget  thy  love  to  me, 
And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee! 

4  Darkness  fills  my  trembling  soul; 
Floods  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll ; 
Pity,  Father !  pity  me ; 

All  my  hope 's  alone  in  thee. 

432.  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Struggling  after  CJirist. 

1  AH !  whither  should  I  go, 

Burdened,  and  sick,  and  feint ! 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint? 
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REPENTANCE. 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 

Ah !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay ! 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  I  cannot  part? 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart ! 

4  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  feared  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

5  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  veil  away. 

4  33.  S.  M.  Waito. 

The  Heart  subdued  by  Love. 

1  MY  sorrows,  like  a  flood, 

Impatient  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God ! 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  This  impious  heart  of  mine 

Could  once,  defy  the  Lord, 
Could  rush  with  violence  on  to  sin 
In  presence  of  thy  sword. 

3  How  often  have  I  stood 

A  rebel  to  the  skies, 
And  yet,  O  wondrous,  matchless  grace! 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

4  O,  shall  I  never  feel 

The  meltings  of  thy  love ! 
And  have  I  such  a  heart  of  steel, 
That  mercy  cannot  move  ? 

6  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 

Here  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
And  throw  myself,  my  soul,  my  all, 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 
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REPENTANCE. 


434.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Godly  Sorrow  at  the  Cross. 

1  ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  \ 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  1 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3V  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

435.  S.  M.  Behdome. 

Repentance  in  View  of  Chrises  Compassion, 

1  DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  \ 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see ; 
Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear : 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there 's  no  weeping  there, 
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PLEADING    FOR    PARDON. 

430.  C.  M.  HeginbothaM. 

Repentance  in  View  of  the  Cross. 

1  AND  can  mine  eyes,  without  a  tear, 

A  weeping  Saviour  see  ? 
Shall  I  not  weep  his  groans  to  hear, 
Who  groaned  and  died  for  me  ? 

2  Blest  Jesus,  let  those  tears  of  thine 

Subdue  each  stubborn  foe ; 
Come,  fill  my  heart  with  love  divine, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  flow. 


PLEADING   FOR  PARDON. 

437.  L.  M.  Relief  Hymns. 

Forgiveness  sought. 

1  FROM  sin's  dark  depths,  my  God,  to  thee 

I  pour  my  tears,  my  faltering  prayer : 
O,  hear  my  cry  of  agony ! 

O,  save  me,  save  me  from  despair ! 

2  For  if  thy  justice  should  pursue 

Whate'er  of  guilt  thine  eye  hath  known. 
O,  who  could  bear  thy  piercing  view, 
Or  stand  before  thine  awful  throne  ? 

3  O,  free  me,  cleanse  me,  bid  me  live, 

And  bondage,  guilt,  and  death  remove, 
And  while  I  tremble,  still  forgive : 
For  thou  art  mercy — thou  art  love. 

4  Then,  by  thy  mercy  reconciled, 

Boundless,  unmerited,  and  free, 
Saviour !  receive  me  as  a  child ; 
My  life,  my  hope,  my  all 's  in  thee. 
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PLEADIXG    FOR    PARDON. 

438.  S.  M.  Tate  &  Brads'. 

Pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  HAVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 

As  thou  wert  ever  kind ; 
Let  me,  oppressed  with  loads  of  guilt, 
Thy  wonted  pardon  find. 

2  Against  thee,  Lord,  alone, 

And  only  in  thy  sight, 
Have  I  transgressed ;  and,  though  condemned, 
Must  own  thy  judgments  right. 

3  Blot  out  my  crying  sins, 

Nor  me  in  anger  view ; 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that 's  clean, 
An  upright  mind  renew. 


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4  Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 
Nor  cast  me  from  thy  sight, 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  take 
His  everlasting  flight. 

The  joy  thy  favor  gives, 

Let  me  again  obtain, 
And  thy  free  Spirit's  firm  support 

My  fainting  soul  sustain. 


439.  S.  M.  Beddoms. 

Mercy  implored. 

1  THOU  Lord  of  all  above, 

And  all  below  the  sky, 
Before  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Forgive  my  follies  past, 

The  crimes  which  I  have  done ; 
O,  bid  a  contrite  sinner  live, 
Through  thy  incarnate  Son. 

3  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies  ; 
To  thee  I  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  lift  my  weeping  eyes. 
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PLEADING     FOR     PARDON. 

4  The  burden  which  I  feel, 

Thou  only  canst  remove ; 
Display,  O  Lord,  th}  pardoning  grace, 
And  thy  unbounded  love. 

5  One  gracious  look  of  thine 

Will  ease  my  troubled  breast ; 
O,  let  me  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  I  shall  then  be  blest. 

410.  C.  M.  Waits. 

Pleading  the  Death  of  Christ. 

1  O  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call ; 

My  load  of  guilt  remove ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace ;       % 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul,  oppressed  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise ; 
A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 


441.  CM.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Penitent. 

1  PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus !  at  thy  feet, 

A  guilty  rebel  lies, 
And  upwards  to  the  merey-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  O,  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence : 

Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm: 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 
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PLEADING    FOR    PARDON. 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed- 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  : 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

4i2.  CM. 

Lord,  remember  me.    Luke  23 :  42. 

1  JESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 

As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me ! 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
O  Lord,  remember  me ! 

4  I  own  I  'm  guilty,  own  I  'm  vile, 

But  thy  salvation 's  free  ; 
Then,  iri  thine  all-abounding  grace, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distressed, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be ; 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me ! 

6  And  when  I  close  mine  eyes  in  death, 

And  creature  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  great  Redeemer-God, 

1  pray,  remember  me ! 

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PLEADING    FOK    PARDON. 


44  3.  L.  M.  Watw 

Pardon  penitently  implored. 

1  SHOW  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can 't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here,  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
1  am  condemned,  but  thou  ait  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath. 
J  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

444.  8s  &  Vs.  /         Turner. 

God,  be  merciful  to  me  a  sinner.     Luke  18:13. 

1  JESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry ; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation ; 
See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief — 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 
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PLEADING?    FOR    PARDON. 

3  Whither  should'a  wretch  be  flying, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
Bat  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 

4  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed, 

Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 

Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 

Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  I  fall ! 


t45.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  Jr. 

Oody  be  merciful  to  me  a  sinner.     Luke  18  :  13. 

1  LORD,  I  deserve  thy  deepest  wrath, 

Ungrateful,  faithless  I  have  been ; 
No  terrors  have  my  soul  deterred, 

Nor  goodness  wooed  me  from  my  sin. 

2  My  heart  is  vile,  my  mind  depraved, 

My  flesh  rebels  against  thy  will ; 
I  am  polluted  in  thy  sight, 

Yet,  Lord,  have  mercy  on  me  still ! 

3  Without  defence,  to  thee  I  look, 

To  thee,  the  only  Saviour,  fly ; 

Without  a  hope,  without  a  friend, 

In  deep  distress  to  thee  I  cry. 

4  Speak  peace  to  me,  my  sins  forgive, 

Dwell  thou  within  my  heart,  O  God, 
The  guilt  and  power  of  sin  remove, 
And  tit  me  for  thy  blest  abode. 

146,  7s.  Spir.  Songs 

Pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  JESUS,  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face; 
Grant  the  joys  of  sin  forgiven, 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

2  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known ; 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone. 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross ; 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

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PLEADING    FOR    PARDON. 

3  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe ; 
Wilt  thou,  wilt  thou  not  forgive  ? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

447.  CM.  Curtis's  Cou 
-    Miracles  of  Christ. 

1  AND  didst  thou,  Jesus,  condescend, 

When  veiled  in  human  clay, 
To  heal  the  sick,  the  lame,  the  blind, 
And  drive  disease  away  ? 

2  Didst  thou  regard  the  beggar's  cry, 

And  cause  the  blind  to  see  ? 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear — O,  hear — 
Have  mercy,  too,  on  me. 

3  And  didst  thou  pity  mortal  woe, 

And  sight  and  health  restore? 

O,  pity,  Lord,  and  save  my  soul, 

Which  needs  thy  mercy  more. 

4  Didst  thou  thy  trembling  servant  raise, 

When  sinking  in  the  wave  ? 
I  perish,  Lord ;  O,  save  my  soul ; 
For  thou  alone  canst  save. 

448.  C.  M.  Beo^ni. 

Humble  pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  LORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 

And  knock  at  mercy's  door ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye 
Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  On  us  the  vast  extent  display 

Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  We  sink — with  all  this  weight  oppressed 

Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 
O,  give  our  troubled  spirits  rest, 
Our  numerous  fears  dispel. 
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4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  we  implore ; 

O,  may  thy  bowels  move ! 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  O  for  thine  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  many  sins  forgive ! 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break ; 
And,  breaking,  soon  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  us  down ;  thus  make  us  bend, 

And  thy  dominion  own ; 

Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 

To  repossess  thy  throne. 


PLEADING   FOR   CONVERTING 
GRACE. 

449.  C  M.  Steele. 

Contrition. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Thy  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  sinful  wanderer  mourn ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  faee? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return?" 

3  O,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

4  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy ; 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below. 
And  my  eternal  joy. 
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PLEADING     FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

450.  L.  M.  Beddomk. 

Longing  to  be  set  free. 

1  LORD,  with  a  grieved  and  aching  heart, 

To  thee  I  look,  to  thee  I  cry ; 
Supply  my  wants,  and  ease  my  smart; 
O,  hear  an  humble  prisoners  sigh. 

2  Here  on  my  soul  the  burden  lies ; 

No  human  power  can  ease  the  load; 
My  numerous  sins  against  me  rise, 
And  far  remove  me  from  my  God. 

3  Break,  break,  O  Lord,  these  tyrant  chair*, 

And  set  the  struggling  captive  free ; 
Redeem  from  everlasting  pains, 

And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

451.  CM.  Psalmist. 

A  new  Heart  desired. 

1  WITH  guilt  oppressed,  bowed  down  with  sin, 

Beneath  its  load  I  groan ; 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  heart  of  flesh : 
Remove  this  heart  of  stone. 

2  A  burdened  sinner,  lo  !  I  come, 

In  dread  of  death  and  hell ; 
O,  seal  my  pardon  with  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  fears  dispel. 

3  Nor  peace,  nor  rest,  my  soul  can  find, 

Till  thy  dear  cross  I  see ; 
Till  there  in  humble  faith  I  cry, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

4  O,  give  this  true  and  living  faith, 

This  soul-supporting  view ; 
Till  old  things  be  forever  past, 
And  all  within  be  new. 

452.  L.  M.  "Watts. 

The  Spirit  longed  for. 
1  O  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  thorn  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2.9a 


PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

453.  L.  M.  W^rrs. 
Returning  to  God. 

1  A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
I  '11  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  O,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

454.  L.  M.      (6  lines.)        Rowland  Hi:i 

The  promised  Rest.     Isaiah  26  :  3. 

1  DEAR  Friend  of  friendless  sinners,  hear, 
And  magnify  thy  grace  divine ; 
Pardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 
That  would  his  heart  to  thee  resign: 
A  worm,  by  self  and  sin  opprest, 
That  pants  to  reach  thy  promised  rest. 
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2  With  holy  fear  and  reverent  love, 

I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne ; 
I  long  in  thee  to  live  and  move, 

And  stay  myself  on  thee  alone : 
Teach  me  to  lean  upon  thy  breast, 
To  find  in  thee  the  promised  rest. 

3  Bid  the  -tempestuous  rage  of  sin, 

With  all  its  wrathful  fury,  die ; 
Let  the  Redeemer  dwell  within, 

And  turn  my  sorrows  into  joy: 
O,  may  my  heart,  by  thee  possessed, 
Know  thee  to  be  my  promised  rest. 


455.  C.   P.  M.  TOPLADT 

Trusting  in  Christ  for  Pardon. 

1  O  THOU  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death 

That  casts  itself  on  thee  1 
I  have  no  refuge  of  mine  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood : 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be; 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  save  me  from  eternal  death ; 
The  Spirit  of  adoption  breathe ; 

His  consolations  send ; 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetlv  whisper  to  my  heart, 

"  Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away : 
Unclogged  by  earth,  or  earthly  things, 
1  'd  mount,  I  'd  fly,  with  eager  wings, 

To  everlasting  day. 
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456.  CM.  Newtcn. 

Pleading  the  Promise. 

1  APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 

Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea ; 

With  this  I  venture  nigh ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
1  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  O,  wondrous  love ! — to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
•    Might  plead  his  gracious  name. 

6  "  Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still, 

My  promised  grace  receive :" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 


157,  L.  M.  Rippox's  Col 

Thy  face,  0  Lord,  will  I  seek.     Ps.  27  :  8. 

1  JEHOVAH  speaks,  "  Seek  ye  my  face," 
My  soul  admires  the  wondrous  grace ; 

I  '11  seek  thy  face — thy  Spirit  give ! 
O,  let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

2  Daily  I  '11  seek,  with  cries  and  tears, 
With  secret  sighs,  and  fervent  prayers; 
And,  if  not  heard,  I  '11  weeping  sit, 
And  perish  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

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PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

But  canst  thou,  Lord,  see  all  my  pain, 
And  bid  uie  seek  thy  face  in  vain  1 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not,  me  deceive — 
The  soul  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live. 


458.  L.  M.  T.Scote. 

'  Relying  upon  Grace. 

1  WHY  droops  my  soul  with  grief  oppressed  ? 
Whence  these  wild  tumults  in  my  breast  ? 

Is  there  no  balm  to  heal  my  wound? 
•    No  kind  Physician  to  be  found  ? 

2  Raise  to  the  cross  thy  tearful  eyes ; 
Behold,  the  Prince  of  glory  dies : 
He  dies,  extended  on  the  tree, 

And  sheds  a  sovereign  balm  for  thee. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
Here  to  receive  a  cure  or  die ; 

But  grace  forbids  that  painful  fear — 
Almighty  grace,  which  triumphs  here. 

4  Thou  wilt  withdraw  the  poisoned  dart, 
Bind  up  and  heal  the  wounded  heart; 
With  blooming  health  my  face  adorn, 
And  change  the  gloomy  night  to  morn. 

4  59,  S.  M.  Newton. 

Bethesda.    John  5  : 1-9. 

1  BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 

Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move, 
And  others  round  me  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove ! 

3  But  ray  complaints  remain, 

I  feel  the  very  same ; 
As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 
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PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

4  O,  would  the  Lord  appear, 

My  maladies  %to  heal; 
He  knows  how  long  I  've  waited  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  I  thought, 

Why  should  1  longer  lie — 
Surely  the  mercies  I  have  sought 
Are  not  for  such  as  I ! 

6  But  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

There  is  no  other  pool 
Where  streams  of  sovereign  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I  '11  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry ; 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  1 

8  No,  he  is  full  of  grace, 

He  never  will  permit 
The  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

460.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  Je 

Bethesda.    John  5  : 1-9. 

1  BEFORE  the  pool  a  sufferer  lay, 
With  hope  deferred  from  day  to  day ; 
Beheld  the  waters  often  move, 

But  others  first  their  virtues  prove. 

2  Helpless  and  weak  was  he :  no  friend 
Was  there,  the  needful  aid  to  lend ; 

But  One  passed  by,  who  heard  his  moan, 
And  healed  liim  by  a  word  alone. 

Z  Bethesda's  waters  move  no  more, 
No  angel  stirs  them  into  power ; — 
The  mightier  One,  who  healing  gave, 
Is  still  omnipotent  to  save. 

4  To  sin-sick  souls  he  offers  grace, 
Confined  to  neither  time  nor  place ; 
Where'er  is  offered  heartfelt  prayer, 
The  fount  of  life  is  open  there. 
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PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

5  Thou  loving,  gracious,  healing  Lord, 
Speak  to  my  soul  the  pardoning  word ; 
My  sins  remove,  new  strength  impart ; 
O  cleanse,  and  dwell  within  my  heart. 

461.  Vs.  Newton 
Ask  what  I  shall  give  thee.     1  Kings  3  :  5. 

1  COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

462.  Vs.  Hammond 

Lord,  save  us :  we  perish.    Matt.  8  :  25. 

1  GRACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear ! 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear; 
Hear  my  never-ceasing  cry  : 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 
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2  Wealth  and  honor  I  disdain, 
Earthly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain ; 
These  can  never  satisfy : 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  ease  me  of  my  guilt : 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I  lie — 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  else  but  sin : 

On  thy  mercy  I  rely — 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust : 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply — 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

463.  L.  M.  0.  Weslki 

Seeking  perfect  Rest  in  Christ. 

1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find ; 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove; 
The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

4  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  powder : 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

5  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay: 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear ! 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  1 
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PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

464.  7s,  6s,  &  8s.  C.  Wesley. 
Remember  Calvary. 

1  LAMB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 

We  now  recall  to  mind, 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find : 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee, 

And  every  struggling  soul  release ! 
O,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

2  Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 

The  sinner's  pardon  seal : 
Speak  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal: 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease; 
O,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

3  Never  let  us  hence  depart, 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve ; 
Write  forgiveness  on  each  heart, 

And  all  thine  image  give : 
Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 

And  long  for  perfect  holiness ; 
O,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

465.  C.  M.  Fawcett 

Prayer  for  Holiness. 

1  O,  MAY  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 
His  government  to  own ! 

2  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear ; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

3  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  oi  sin 

Through  my  remaining  days ; 
And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 
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PLEADING    FOR    CONVERTING    GRACE. 

4  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire ; 
Let  warm  affections  rise  : 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire, 
To  mount  above  the  skies ! 


466.  L.  M.  Haet. 

Hardness  of  Heart  lamented. 

1  LORD !  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day, 
To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away ; 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar;  the  mountain  shake; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign. 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
What  but  an  adamant  would  melt  ? 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  move  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  One  can  yet  perform  the  deed ; 
That  One,  in  all  his  grace,  I  need ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  melt  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 

5  O,  Breath  of  Life,  breathe  on  my  soul, 
On  me  let  streams  of  mercy  roll : 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

167.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

Faith  coming  from  God.     Rom.  12  :  3.     Eph.  6 :  23. 
Phil.  1 :  29. 

1  FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 

No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah !  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 
Before  I  drew  my  breath ! 

What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death ! 
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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power! 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes : 
O,  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 
My  soul  without  it  dies ! 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 

Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 

Could  they  but  see  thy  face : 
O,  let  me  hear  thy  quickening  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pardoning  grace. 


BELIEVING    IN   CHRIST. 

468.  L.   M.  Watt-. 

Depending  on  Christ's  Righteousness. 

1  NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 

Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
O,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 
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L.  M.  CtKKlCC. 

The  Wedding  Garment.     Matt.  22  :  11. 

1  JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

3  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"  Jesus  hath  died,  and  lives  for  me." 

4  O,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice ! 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banished  ones  rejoice : 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus  the  Lord  our  risfhteousness. 


0.  L.  M.  Wattk 

Salvation  in  the  Cross. 

1  HERE  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God, 

I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love ; 

Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus,  nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart. should  lie; 
Resolved,  for  that 's  my  last  defence, 
If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 

3  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

4  Yes,  I  'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim : 
Hosanna  to  my  Saviour  God ! 
And  mv  best  honors  to  his  name. 
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471.  S.  M .  Rippon's  Cou 

A  broken  Heart  and  a  bleeding  Saviour. 

1  UNTO  thine  altar,  Lord, 

A  broken  heart  I  bring ; 
And  wilt  thou  graciously  accept 
Of  such  a  worthless  thing  i 

2  To  Christ,  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

My  faith  directs  its  eyes ; 
Thou  may'st  reject  that  worthless  thing, 
But  not  his  sacrifice. 

3  When  he  gave  up  his  life, 

The  law  was  satisfied ; 
And  now,  to  its  severer  claims, 
I  answer,  "  Jesus  died." 

4  T2«  L.  M.  Charlotte  Elliot. 

xlim  that  cometh,  I  will  in  nowise  cast  out.     John  6  :  37 

1  JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ; 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come! 

5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come! 
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6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  1  come ! 

473.  L.  M.  Beddomk. 
A  rainbow  round  about  the  throne.     Rev.  4  :  3. 

1  SPRINKLED  with  reconciling  blood, 
I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  O  God ; 
Thy  face  no  frowning  aspect  wears, 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears! 

2  Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay ; 
With  courage  sing,  with  fervor  pr?v : 
And  though  myself  a  wretch  undone, 
Hope  for  acceptance  through  thy  Son — 

3  Thy  Son,  who  on  th'  accursed  tree 
Expired  to  set  the  vilest  free ; 

On  this  I  build  my.  only  claim, 
And  all  I  ask  is  in  his  name. 

474.  C.  P.  M.  Newton. 

The  love  of  Christ  comtraineth  us.     2  Cor.  5  :  1-1. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  won — at  length  I  yield ; 
My  heart,  by  mighty  grace  compelled, 

Surrenders  all  to  thee  : 
Against  thy  terrors  long  I  strove, 
But  who  can  stand  against  thy  love  ? 

Love  conquers  even  me. 

2  If  thou  hadst  bid  thy  thunders  roll, 
And  lightnings  flash  to  blast  my  soul, 

I  still  had  stubborn  been : 
But  mercy  has  my  heart  subdued, 
A  bleeding  Saviour  I  have  viewed, 

And  now  I  hate  my  sin. 

3  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone ; 
Come,  take  possession  of  thine  own, 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free ; 
Released  from  Satan's  hard  command, 
See  all  my  powers  in  waiting  stand. 

To  be  employed  by  thee. 
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475.  C.  M.  Newion 

Subdued  by  the  Cross. 

1  IN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 

Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  1  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree 

In  agonies  and  blood : 
He  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  O,  never,  till  my  latest  breath, 

Shall  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt; 

It  plunged  me  in  despair ; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  then 


re. 


5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid ; 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  d: splays 

In  all  its  darkest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  loo. 

476.  L.  M.  Cknmck. 

/  am  the  way.     John  14:6. 

1  JESUS,  mine  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ! 
His  track  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went — 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment-  — 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness — 

I  '11  go ;  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 
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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  and  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

" Come  hither,  soul,  / am  the  way" 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come !  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ! 

My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give : 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found : 
I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say — Behold  the  way  to  God  I 


477.  H.  M.  C.  Wesley 

Christ's  Intercession.     Rev.  5  :  6. 

1  ARISE,  my  soul,  arise ; 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears : 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands ; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  The  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary, 
Now  pour  effectual  prayers, 

And  strongly  speak  for  me : 
"  Forgive  him,  O  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"  Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die." 

3  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

The  dear  Anointed  One ; — 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  pleading  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 
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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

4  To  God  I  'm  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear : 
With  filial  trust  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  "  Father,  Abba  Father,"  cry. 

17^.  H.  M.  Anderson's  Cou 

Neither  is  there  salvation  in  any  other.     Acts  4:12. 

1  THE  vengeance  of  a  God 

What  human  heart  can  bear — 
Involved  in  endless  night, 

Consigned  to  black  despair? 
Yet  there  is  hope,  since  Christ  has  died, 
For  he  can  help,  and  none  beside. 

2  Then  to  his  cross  I  flee, 

My  last,  my  sure  defence ; 
Justice  can  't  seize  me  there, 

Nor  Satan  pluck  me  thence : 
If  Christ  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
I  'm  heir  to  all  the  promises. 

3  His  griefs  create  my  joys, 

His  death  my  life  procure? ; 
His  agonizing  pain 

Eternal  bliss  insures : 
His  blood  poured  out,  atoned  for  sin — 
Applied,  it  makes  the  conscience  clean. 

4  Then  here  I  '11  put  my  trust 

When  terrors  spread  around, 
For  here,  and  here  alone, 

Salvation  can  be  found : 
Exult,  my  faith,  subside,  my  fear, 
Here  I  am  safe,  and  only  here. 

47  9.  L.  M.  Cruttkni>e» 

Trusting  for  Salvation. 

1  LORD,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  rue  ? 
Am  I  forbid  to  trust  thy  blood  ? 
Hast  thou  not  pardons  rich  and  free? 
And  grace,  an  overwhelming  flood  ? 
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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

2  I  own  my  guilt,  my  sins  confess, 

Their  prevalence,  their  fatal  power 
Without  excuse,  and  numberless, 
Increasing,  blackening  every  hour. 

3  Were  the  black  list  before  my  sight, 

While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 
'T  would  only  urge  my  speedier  flight 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  I  '11  cast  me  down, 

To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear ; 

And,  if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne, 

I  '11  be  the,  first  who  perished  there. 


480.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Pardon  spoken  by  Christ.     Matt.  9 :  2. 

1  MY  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  words  of  peace ! 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven ; 
The  aceents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear, 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I  '11  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I  '11  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

481.  S.  M.  Waits. 

Blessedness  of  the  Pardoned.     Ps.  32. 

1  O,  BLESSED  souls  are  they 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er ; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
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2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound, 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 


4  82.  L.    M.  BEDnOHE. 

Jems  the  author  and  finisher  of  our  faith.     Heb.  12    2. 

1  THAT  was  a  time  of  wondrous  love, 

When  Christ  my  Lord  was  passing  by ; 
He  felt  his  tender  pity  move, 

And  brought  his  great  salvation  nigh. 

2  Guilty  and  self-condemned  I  stood, 

Nor  thought  his  mercy  was  so  near; 
When  he  my  stubborn  heart  subdued, 
And  planted  all  his  graces  there. 

3  Mine  eyes  were  sealed,  the  shades  of  night 

O'er  all  my  mental  powers  were  drawn ; 
He  spake  the  word,  "  Let  there  be  light," 
And  straight  the  day  began  to  dawn. 


le, 


4  When,  on  the  verge  of  endless  pain, 

He  gently  whispered,  "  I  am  thine, 
I  lost  my  fears,  and  dropped  my  chain, 
And  felt  a  transport  all  divine. 

5  Now  he  supports  the  work  begun, 

Strengthens  my  hands,  and  guides  my  ways, 
To  him  be  endless  honors  done, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  resound  the  praise. 
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483,  L.  M.  Watis. 

Confession  and  Pardon.     Ps.  32  :  3-7. 

1  WHILE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 

My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel ! 
How  keen  the  pangs  of  inward  smart ! 

2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 

And  all  my  secret  faults  confess ; 

Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pardoning  word, 

Thy  Holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 

Make  swift  addresses  at  thy  feet : 
When  floods  of  strong  temptation  roll, 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark  and  storms  appear ! 
And,  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 


4  SI.  L.  M.  Medley. 

I  will  mention  the  loving -kindnesses  of  the  Lord.    Isai.  fi3  ;  7. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along — 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  goodl 

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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

5  Often  1  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail 
O !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  lovinir-kindness  in  the  skies. 


485.  L.  M.  H.  K.  Whit* 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  WHEN,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark ; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blovvcd 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

6  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  mine  all ; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 
I  '11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever,  and  for  evermore — 

The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem  1 
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486.  C.  M.  WAm 

Tlie  Change  effected  by  Grace. 

1  WHEN  God  revealed  his  gracious  nan  e, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  thy  power  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  who  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

487.  L.   M.  S.STENNPPT. 

Praise  to  God  for  renewing  Grace. 

1  TO  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Fain  would  my  soul  her  tribute  bring ; 
Join  me,  ye  saints,  in  songs  of  praise, 
For'  ye  have  known  and  felt  his  grace. 

2  Wretched  and  helpless  once  I  lay, 
Just  breathing  all  my  life  away, 
He  saw  me  weltering  in  my  blood, 
And  felt  the  pity  of  a  God. 

3  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 

Bound  up  my  wounds,  and  soothed  my  grief; 
Poured  joys  divine  into  my  heart, 
And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 
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BELIEVING    IN    CHRIST. 

4  These  proofs  of  love,  my  dearest  Lord, 
Deep  in  my  breast  I  will  record : 

The  life  which  I  from  thee  receive, 
To  thee,  behold,  I  freely  give. 

5  My  heart  and  tongue  shall  tune  thy  praise, 
Through  the  remainder  of  my  days; 
And,  when  I  join  the  choir  above, 

My  soul  shall  better  sing  thy  love. 


488.  C.  M.  Watts 

Deliverance  from  deep  Distress. 

1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord; 

He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry ; 

He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 

And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  gloomy  pit, 

Where,  mourning,  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet- 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  new  and  thankful  song. 

4  I  '11  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Then-  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
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SELF-EXAMINATION. 
4S9.  L.  M.  Davies. 

Searching  Inquiry. 

1  O  WHAT  am  I?     My  soul,  awake, 

And  search  with  care,  there 's  much  at  stake  ; 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

2  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear? 
Is  Jesus  formed  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine  ? 

3  Searcher  of  hearts !  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 

My  sins  remove ;  let  me  appear 

To  God  and  mine  own  conscience  clear. 

4  Scatter  the  clouds  that  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And,  to  myself,  myself  display. 


490.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Lovest  thou  vie?     John  21  :  15. 

1  DO  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart  and  see, 

And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love : 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
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4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ] 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  1 

5  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie, 

With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name, 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ? 

7  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 

But,  O !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

41    L  Ts.  Cowpeji. 

Lovest  thou  me?     John  21  :  15-17. 

1  HARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord, 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded,  healed  thy  wound ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right. 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

I  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  1 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

i  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath. 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

o  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?" 
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6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  's  so  weak  and  fault; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  : 
O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 


492.  C.  M.  Cowpeb. 

•  The  contrite  Heart.     Isai.  5*7 :  15. 

1  THE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 

On  contrite  hearts  bestow ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God  !  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  1 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Insensible  as  steel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  I  sometimes  think  myself  inclined 

To  love  thee,  if  I  could ; 
But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Averse  to  all  that 's  good. 

4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  would  strive  for  more ; 
But  when  I  cry,  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  Thy  saints  are  comforted,  I'know, 

And  love  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
I  sometimes  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  O,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me ; 
And,  if  it  be  not  broken,  break — 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

193,  Vs.  Nkwtox. 

Lovest  thou  me?     John  21 :  16. 

1  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  2 
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» 

;i  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain — 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove — ■ 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain — 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ! 

i  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild, 
Filled  with  unbelief  and  sin — 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mixed  with  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will — 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall : 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet ; 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorred ; 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case ! 

Thou,  who  art  thy  people's  Sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ! 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

404.  Vs.  Spib.  of  the  Psalms. 

Character  of  the  Saved..    Ps.  24. 

1  WHO,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  o'er, 
Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar  ? 
Who,  an  ever-welcome  guest, 
In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest? 
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2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed ; 
He  whose  will,  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one  ;- 

3  He  who  shuns  the  sinner's  read, 
Loving  those  who  love  their  God ; 
Who,  with  hope  and  faith  unfeigned, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained ; — 

4  He  who  trusts  in  Christ  alone ; 
Not  in  aught  himself  has  done  ;■ — 
He,  great  God,  shall  be  thy  care, 
And  thy  choicest  blessings  share. 


RENOUNCING    THE    WORLD. 

4  05  CM.  Steele. 

The  World  crucified.     Gal.  6 :  14. 

1  YE  earthly  vanities,  depart ; 

Forever  hence  remove ; 
For  Christ  alone  deserves  my  heart, 
And  every  thought  of  love. 

2  His  heart,  where  love  and  pity  dwelt 

In  all  their  softest  forms, 
Sustained  the  heavy  load  of  guilt 
For  lost,  rebellious  worms. 

3  Can  I  my  bleeding  Saviour  view, 

And  yet  ungrateful  prove  1 
And  pierce  his  wounded  heart  anew, 
And  grieve  his  injured  love  1 

4  Great  God,  forbid !  O,  bind  this  heart, 

This  roving  heart  of  mine, 
So  firm,  that  it  may  ne'er  depart, 
In  chains  of  love  divine. 
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190.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Earthly  Joys  renounced. 

1  I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair ; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  mine  eyes ; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

497.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

Parting  with  carnal  Joys. 

1  MY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 

And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
On  things  of  sense  why  fix  my  sight  ? 
Why  on  its  pleasures  dwell  ? 

2  There  *s  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth 

That  suits  my  soul's  desire  ; 
To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

3  No  longer  will  I  ask  its  love, 

Nor  seek  its  friendship  more , 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Is  not  within  its  power. 

4  O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

T'  ascend  the  heavenly  road : 
There  shall  I  share  my  Saviour's  love# 
There  shall  I  dwell  with  God. 
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8»  C  M.  BfiDDOME. 

Self-denial  for  Christ.     Mark  8  :  34. 

1  AND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 

My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go !  one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  honor,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good. 
Divinely  bright  and  fair ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
The  loss  of  all  things  I  could  bear 
And  glory  in  my  gam. 

9.  L.  M.  Steele. 

Vanity  of  Earth. 

1  IN  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find 
A  portion  worthy  of  the  mind ; 

On  earth  my  soul  can  never  rest, 
For  earth  can  never  make  me  blest. 

2  Can  lasting  happiness  be  found 
Where  seasons  roll  their  hasty  round, 
And  days  and  hours,  with  rapid  flight, 
Sweep  cares  and  pleasures  out  of  sight  1 

3  Arise,  my  thoughts ;  my  heart,  arise ; 
Leave  this  vain  world,  and  seek  the  skits  ; 
There  purest  joys  forever  last, 

When  seasons,  days,  and  hours,  are  past. 

4  Come,  Lord,  thy  powerful  grace  impart ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  wandering  heait 
To  pleasure,  perfect  and  sublime, 
Unmeasured  by  the  wing  of  time. 

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500.  C.  P.  M.  Harrison. 

Looking  at  the  things  unseen.     2  Cor.  4 :  IS. 

1  TELL  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys, 
Of  sinful  mirth  and  carnal  joys, 

The  things  I  loved  before ; 
Let  me  but  view  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  feel  his  animating  grace, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 

2  Tell  me  no  more  of  praise  and  wealth, 
Tell  me  no  more  of  ease  and  health, 

For  these  have  all  their  snares ; 
Let  me  but  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  see  my  name  enrolled  in  heaven, 

And  I  am  free  from  cares. 

3  Give  me  the  Bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand, 

And  faith  to  trust  the  Lord; 
I  'd  sit  alone  from  day  to  day, 
Nor  urge  my  company  to  stay, 

Nor  wish  to  rove  abroad. 

50 i.  10s  &  lis.  Gambold. 

Pilgrims  on  the  Earth.     Heb.  11:13. 

1  O  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er ; 

A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell' I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe  in  glory  shall  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive ; 
My  soul,  don't  delay— he  calls  thee  away  ; 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow. 

What  light,  strength,  and  comfort— go  aftei  him,  go  ; 

Lo  !  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above  ; 

None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey  will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  affliction  shall  feel  Christ  within  ; 
And  when  I  'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I  '11  fry, 

For  Jesus  hath  loved  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 
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5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  joined, 
He  '11  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind ; 
So  this  is  the  race  I  'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

502.  C  M.  Steele. 
Seek  first  the  Kingdom  of  God.     Matt.  6  :  S3. 

1  IN  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  solid  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  me  truly  blest. 

2  Let  earth  and  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
Enduring  bliss  can  find. 

3  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  I  want ; 

Here  would  my  spirit  rest : 
O,  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  me  fully  blest. 

503.  CM.  Netttck. 

All  things  counted  loss  for  Christ.     Phil.  3  : 1,  8. 

1  LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 

It  has  no  charms  for  me : 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

3  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee ; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  owi» 
A  worthless  one  like  me  ? 

4  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I  were  worst, 

I  could  not  doubt  thy  will ; 
For  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 
I  had  refused  thee  still. 
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504.  7s,  6s,  &  8s.  C.  Wesict 

Xothing,  save  Christ  and  him  crucified.     \  Cor.  2  :  2. 

1  VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good  ! 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood ! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

2  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart. 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wicte  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

3  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

4  O,  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  truth  to  prove — 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 

And  depth,  of  Jesus'  love ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  precious  blood  by  faith  applied! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 
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DEDICATION   TO    GOD. 

C  M.  Watts. 

God  our  Portion.     Ps.  73  :  25,  26. 

1  MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

Mine  everlasting  all, 
I  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee ! 
Or  what 's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ? 

3  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  mine  own, 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

4  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

S.  M.  Watto. 

God  all,  and  in  all.     Ps.  73  :  25. 

1  MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss ; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford, 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
Wiihout  thy  presence,  Lord. 

4  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  mv  soul. 
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507.  C.  M.  Steels. 

God  our  Father. 

1  MY  God,  my  Father — blissful  name ! — 

O,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
May  1  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  1 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  holy  will  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign: 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise ; 
O,  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O,  give  me  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  Ins  tender  care. 


508.  L-  M.  Watts 

Filial  Affection.     Ps.  63. 

1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim ; 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, 

Thy  son,  thy  sen-ant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face ; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  gTace. 

4  I  '11  lift  my  hands,  I  '11  raise  my  voiee, 

While  1  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
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509.  C.  M.  W^rrs. 

D&jtgiu  in  God  and  his  Word.     Ps.  119. 

1  THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God ; 

Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  Thy  precepts  and  thy  heavenly  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine ; 

O,  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place; 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 


510.  L.  M.     (6  lines.)         Rel.  Hymns. 

Despising  Shame  for  Christ. 

1  AND  art  thou,  gracious  Master,  gone, 

A  mansion  to  prepare  for  me  ? 
Shall  I  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 

And  there  forever  sit  with  thee  1 
Then,  let  the  world  approve  or  blame, 
I  '11  triumph  in  thy  glorious  name. 

2  Should  I,  to  gain  the  world's  applause, 

Or  to  escape  its  harmless  frown, 
Refuse  to  countenance  thy  cause, 

And  make  thy  people's  lot  my  own ; 
What  shame  would  fill  me  in  that  day, 
When  thou  thy  glory  wilt  display ! 
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3  No  !  let  the  world  cast  out  my  name, 

And  vile  account  me,  if  they  will ; 
If  to  confess  the  Lord  be  shame, 

I  purpose  to  be  viler  still : 
For  thee,  my  God,  I  all  resign, 
Content  if  I  can  call  thee  mine. 

4  What  transport  then  shall  fill  my  heart, 

When  thou  my  worthless  name  wilt  own ! 
When  I  shall  see  thee  as  thou  art, 

And  know,  as  I  myself  am  known ! 
From  sin,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free, 
My  soul  shall  find  its  rest  in  thee. 


511.  L.   M.  DODDRIDGB 

Mary's  Choice.     Luke  10  :  42. 

1  BESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand ; 
Saviour  divine !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  O  may  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
Be  wise,  and  choose  the  better  part; 
And  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

512.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Daily  Devotion. 

1  LET  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  death ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I  '11  spend  mv  daily  breath. 
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2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne. 

When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  '11  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O,  my  eternal  God, 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares. 

Will  lean. upon  the  Lora; 
I  '11  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

513.  L.  M. 

To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain.     Phil  1 :21. 

1  LET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God ; 

This  happiness,  O  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine ! 

2  Christ  is  mine  everlasting  all, 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  will  my  every  want  supply 
In  time,  and  through  eternity. 

3  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear ; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here : 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain; 
To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain ! 

4  Soon  will  the  saints  in  glory  meet ; 
Soon  walk  through  every  golden  street ; 
And  sing  on  every  blissful  plain, 

To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain  I 
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514.  CM.  Beddomz. 

Security  in  God.     Ps.  73  :  25. 

1  THIS  world  would  be  a  wilderness, 

If  banished,  Lord,  from  thee  ; 
And  heaven,  without  thy  smiling  face, 
Would  be  no  heaven  to  me. 

2  My  Friend  art  thou  where'er  I  go, 

The  object  of  my  love, 
My  kind  Protector  here  below, 
And  my  reward  above. 

3  When  foes  intrude  or  tyrants  frown, 

Thou  art  my  sure  relief; 
To  thee  I  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief. 

4  'Midst  rising  winds  and  beating  storms, 

Reclining  on  thy  breast, 

I  find  in  thee  a  hiding-place, 

And  there  securely  rest. 


515,  L.  M.  Watts 

Prosperity  of  Sinners  deceptive.     Ps.  73. 

1  LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 

To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine 
To  see  the  wicked  placed  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  shine ! 

2  But  O,  their  end,  their  dreadful  end ! 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so ; 
On  slippery  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee ! 

Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  plagues. 

4  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 
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516.  8s  &  7s.  Grant. 

Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ.     Mark  10  :  28. 

1  JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  mine  all  shalt  be ; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright 

2  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me ; 

'T  will  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast : 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest : 
O,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
O,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

517.  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Yielding  to  Love.     2  Cor.  5  :  14. 

1  Ai.T)  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little  all  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror ! 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake ; 

My  friends,  mine  all  resign ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 
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5  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thine  only  love  to  know ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

518.  S.  M.  Beddome. 

.    Entire  Surrender. 

1  O  LORD,  thou  art  my  Lord, 

My  portion  and  delight ; 
All  other  lords  I  now  reject, 
And  cast  them  from  my  sight. 

2  Thy  sovereign  right  1  own, 

Thy  glorious  power  confess ; 
Thy  law  shall  ever  rule  my  heart, 
While  I  adore  thy  grace. 

3  Too  long  my  feet  have  strayed 

In  sin's  forbidden  way ; 
But  since  thou  hast  my  soul  reclaimed, 
To  thee  my  vows  I  '11  pay. 

4  My  soul,  to  Jesus  joined 

By  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Now  seeks  to  dwell  among  thy  saints, 
And  rest  with  them  above. 

5  Accept,  O  Lord,  my  heart ; 

To  thee  myself  I  give ; 
Nor  suffer  me  from  hence  to  stray, 
Or  cause  thy  saints  to  grieve. 

510.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Living  to  Christ.     Phil.  1:21. 

1  MY  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee — 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 
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3  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good ; 
Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live — 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died ; 
Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 

When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more, 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  saving  love,  his  glorious  power. 

C.  M.  Bouene's  Col. 

Self- dedication. 

1  O  SAVIOUR,  welcome  to  my  heart; 

Possess  thy  humble  throne ; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake ; 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  O  Saviour,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  O,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee  ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide : 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 


521.  CM.  Newton. 

Will  ye  also  go  away  ?    John  6 :  6*7. 

1  WHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

Alas,  what  numbers  do  ! 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?'" 

2  Ah,  Lord !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  J  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 
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3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee  ? 

4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assured 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God ; 
Who  hast  eternal  life  secured 
By  promise  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  joined 

Could  never  reach  my  case  ; 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundless  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 
And  satisfy  my  heart. 

7  What  anguish  has  that  question  stirred — 

If  I  will  also  go  ? 
Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 
I  humbly  answer,  No ! 

522.  L.  M.  Steele. 

Clirist  the  only  Refuge. 

1  THOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  refuge,  mine  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  ray  hopes  depend  1 

2  Whither,  ah,  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 

While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile,  of  thine, 
Mv  gracious  Lord,  outweighs  them  alL 
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Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 

For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 


523.  L.  M.  Gregg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ.    Mark  8 :  38. 

1  JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days ! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may 
When  I  've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me ! 

5  His  institutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

524.  L.   M.  CONDEB. 

None  but  Christ.     John  6  :  68. 

1  JESUS,  m  whom  but  thee  above. 
Can  I  repose  my  trust,  my  love  ? 
And  shall  an  earthly  object  be 
Loved  in  comparison  with  thee  ? 

2  Thy  counsels  and  upholding  care 
My  comfort  and  my  safety  are  ; 

Thou,  Lord,  shalt  guide  me  all  my  days, 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  of  grace. 
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3  My  flesh  is  hasting  to  decay : — 

Soon  shall  the  world  have  passed  away, 

And  what  can  mortal  friends  avail, 

When  heart,  and  strength,  and  flesh  shall  fail  ? 

4  But  O !  be  thou,  my  Saviour,  nign, 
And  I  will  triumph  when  I  die ; 
My  strength,  my  portion  is  divine, 
And  Jesus"  is  forever  mine  ! 


325.  CM.  Sac.  Songs. 

To  whom  shall  we  go  ?    John  6:68. 

1  TO  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go 

If  I  depart  from  thee ; 
My  guide  through  all  this  vale  of  woe, 
And  more  than  all  to  me  ? 

2  Lord,  I  have  felt  thy  dying  love, 

Breathe  gently  through  my  heart, 
To  whisper  hope  of  joys  above  ; — 
And  can  we  ever  part  I 

3  Ah,  no!  with  thee  I'll  walk  below, 

My  journey  to  the  grave  ; 
To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 
When  only  thou  canst  save  ? 

526.  L.  M.  Steklb. 

The  Christian's  Resolution. 

1  NOW  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy, 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice. 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 
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O  may  I  never  faint  or  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways : 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 

And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 


Watis 


27.  C.  M. 

Vows  paid.    Pa.  1 1 6  : 1 2. 

1  WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul,  in  anguish,  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine — forever  thine — 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


528.  C.  M.  Newto* 

Acknoidedgment  of  God's  Goodness.     Vs.  116 :  12. 

1  FOR  mercies  countless  as  the  sands, 
Which  daily  I  receive, 
From  Jesus  my  Redeemer's  hands, 
My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give  ? 
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2  Alas !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

What  can  I  bring  him  forth  ? 
My  best  is  stained,  and  dyed  in  sin, 
My  all  is  nothing  worth. 

3  Yet  this  acknowledgment  I  '11  make 

For  all  he  has  bestowed  ; 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  1  '11  take, 
And  call  upon  my  God. 

4  The  best  return  from  one  like  me, 

So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is,  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea, 
And  ask  him  still  for  more. 


529.  S.    M.  DODDRIPGI 

Joined  unto  the  Lord.     1  Cor.  6:17. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine 

By  everlasting  bands ; 
Our  hearts,  our  souls,  we  would  resign 
Entirely  to  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
O,  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thine  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 
He  '11  fix  his  members  there. 
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580.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

A  Covenant  to  serve  God.     2  Chron.  15  :  12-15. 

1  O  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 

While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction 's  done, 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart — 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest — 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

531,  CM.  BEDDoanc. 

TJte  Pledge  of  Fidelity. 

1  YE  men  and  angels,  witness  now — 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak, 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow — 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break — 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 
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4  O,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

532.  L.  M.  D.W1E8 

Bought  with  a  Price.     1  Cor.  6  :  20,  and  1 :  23. 

1  LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity ; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
Now  will  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Here  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God ; 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

5  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 


DEPENDENCE   ON    GOD. 

..33.  S.  M.  Campbelll's  Col. 

Filial  Confidence. 

1  LORD,  I  would  come  to  thee, 
A  sinner  all  defiled ; 
O,  take  the  stain  of  guilt  away, 
And  own  me  as  thy  child. 
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DEPENDENCE  ON  GOD. 

2  I  cannot  live  in  sin, 

And  feel  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  my  spirit  clean, 
And  write  my  name  above. 

3  Among  thy  little  flock 

I  need  the  Shepherd's  care  ; 
Pour  waters  from  the  smitten  Rock, 
And  pastures  green  prepare. 

4  Blest  Shepherd,  I  am  thine ; 

Still  keep  me  in  thy  fear ; 
Now  fill  my  heart  with  grace  divine; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near. 

►  34.  C.   M.  MlLiUN 

Help,  Lord.     Ps.  12  : 1. 

1  O  HELP  us,  Lord  ;  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  0,  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
U,  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  0,  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O,  help  us,  Father,  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee; 
O,  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be, 


535.  C  M. 

Every  good  and  perfect  gift  from  God.     Jam.  1:  17. 

1  FATHER,  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift, 
On  thee  our  hope  depends, 
Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 
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DEPENDENCE  ON  GOD. 

Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone, 
And  power  and  wisdom,  too  ; 

Without  the  spirit  of  thy  Son 
We  nothing  good  can  do. 

Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought, 

Our  good  is  all  divine : 
The  praise  of  every  holy  thought 

And  righteous  word  is  thine. 

From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 

The  power  on  thee  to  call  ; 
In  thee,  O  Lord,  we  move  and  live — 

Our  God  is  all  in  alL 


536.  S.  M.  Pkatt's  Col. 
Help  implored. 

1  MY  God,  my  prayer  attend ; 

O,  bow  thine  ear  to  me, 
Without  a  hope,  without  a  friend, 
Without  a  help,  but  thee. 

2  O,  guard  my  soul  around, 

Which  loves  and  trusts  thy  grace ; 
Nor  let  the  powers  of  hell  confound 
The  hopes  on  thee  I  place. 

3  Thy  mercy  I  entreat ; 

Let  mercy  hear  my  cries, 
While,  humbly  waiting  at  thy  seat, 
My  daily  prayers  arise. 

4  O,  bid  my  heart  rejoice, 

And  every  fear  control, 
Since  at  thy  throne,  with  suppliant  voice, 
To  thee  I  lift  my  soul. 

537.  8s,  7s,  k  4.  Oliver. 

The  Pilgrim's  Guide.     Isai.  58  :  11. 

1  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 
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2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


538.  CM.  ExetekCol, 
A  safe  Guide.    Ps.  48  :  14. 

1  LORD,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 

Thy  feeble  servant  guide ; 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 
My  footsteps  shall  not  slide. 

2  To  thee,  O  my  unerring  Guide, 

I  would  myself  resign, 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 

3  Thus  shall  each  blessing  of  thy  hand 

Be  doubly  sweet  to  me ; 
And  in  new  griefs  I  still  shall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Lord,  by  thy  counsel,  while  I  live, 

O,  guide  my  wandering  feet ; 
And,  when  my  course  on  earth  is  run, 
Conduct  me  to  thy  seat. 

539.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  Ja. 

Christ's  cheering  Presence  desired.    Luke  24 :  29. 

1  IN  doubt's  dim  twilight  here  I  stray, 
Upon  me  shines  no  cheering  ray ; 
My  Saviour,  drive  away  my  fear, 
Abide  with  me,  for  night  is  nesr. 
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DEPENDENCE    UN    GOD. 

2  Though  sin  and  Satan  o'er  my  soul 
Would  throw  their  hated  strong  control- 
O,  help  me  in  th'  unequal  fight, 

Abide  with  me  through  sin's  dark  night. 

3  Dwell  thou  within  my  heart;  O  come 
Not  as  a  stranger,  but  at  home; 
Here  reign  supreme,  it  is  thy  right ; 
Abide  with  me  both  day  and  night. 

4  And  when  my  day  of  toil  is  done, 
When  weak  and  weary  age  comes  on, 
Uphold  me,  Savioui,  as  I  die  ; 
Abide  with  me,  when  night  is  nigh. 

b  Soon  shall  a  voice  my  slumbers  wake, 
A  glorious,  endless  morning  break  ; 
When  night  and  grief  forever  flee, 
May  1  in  heaven  abide  with  thee. 


540.  6s  &  4s,  peculiar.  Hemans. 

Prayer  for  Help  in  Necessity.     Ps.  73  :  26. 

1  LOWLY  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine — 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

2  O  Father,  in  that  hour, 
When  earth  all  helping  power 

Shall  disavow — 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown 
In  fain tn ess  are  cast  down — 

Sustain  us,  thou ! 

3  By  Him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod — 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away— 

Aid  us,  O  God. 
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DEPENDENCE  ON  GOD. 

While  trembling  o'er  the  grave. 
We  eall  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine : 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath : 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine. 


541.  6s  &  4s.  R.  Palmer. 

Confidence  in  Christ. 

1  MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary : 

Saviour  divine, 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
O,  let  me,  from  this  day, 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be — 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream, 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove ; 
O,  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransomed  soul. 
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542.  L.  M.      (6  lines.)  c.  Wemlky. 
Out  Hope  amid  Billows. 

1  STILL  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand, 

And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour  ; 
Support  by  thy  almighty  hand ; 

Show  forth  in  me  thy  saving  power; 
Still  be  thine  arm  my  sure  defence; 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 

2  When  darkness  intercepts  the  skies, 

And  sorrow's  waves  around  me  roll, 
And  high  the  storms  of  trouble  rise, 

And  half  o'erwhelm  my  sinking  soul — 
My  heart  a  sudden  calm  shall  feel, 
And  hear  a  whisper,  "  Peace — be  still !" 

3  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace : 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power ; 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

0  Saviour,  in  that  trying  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  Guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

543,  Vs.  C.  Wesley. 
A  Refuge  from  the  Storm,     leal  25  :  4 ;  32  :  2. 

1  JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
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DEPENDENCE  ON  GOD. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ! 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
False,  and  full  of  sin,  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity ! 

544.  7s,  6s,  &  8s.  C.  Weslby. 

A  Covert  from  the  Tempest.     Isai.  32  :  2. 

1  TO  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 

O,  Son  of  man,  I  fly ! 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 

For,  O,  the  storm  is  high ! 
Save  me  from  the  furious  blast ; 

A  covert  from  the  tempest  be ; 
Hide  me,  Jesua,  till  o'erpast 

The  fearful  storm  I  see. 

2  In  the  time  of  my  distress 

Thou  hast  my  succor  been, 
In  my  utter  helplessness, 

Restraining  me  from  sin ; 
O,  how  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour ! 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  shield  me  with  thy  power. 

3  First  and  last  in  me  perform 

The  work  thou  hast  begun : 
Be  my  shelter  from  the  storm, 

My  shadow  from  the  sun ; 
Weary,  parched  with  thirst  and  faint, 

Till  thou  th'  abiding  Spirit  breathe, 
Every  moment,  Lord,  I  want 

The  merit  of  thv  death. 
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545.  7a.  C.Wesley. 

The  branch  cannot  bear  fruit  of  itself .    John  15  :  4. 

1  SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant ; 
Still  supply  our  every  want! 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  shed ! 
With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 

2  Tenderest  branch,  alas !  am  I, 
Without  thee  I  droop  and  die ; 
Weak  as  helpless  infancy ; 

O  confirm  my  soul  in  thee ! 

3  Unsustained  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call : 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 


FAITH    IN    GOD. 
546.  C.  M.  Bepdomk. 

I  know  in  whom  I  have  believed.     2  Tim.  1  :  12. 

1  'TIS  faith  supports  my  feeble  soul 

In  times  of  deep  distress ; 
When  storms  arise  and  billows  roll, 
Great  God,  I  trust  thy  grace.  —\ 

2  Thy  powerful  arm  still  bears  me  up, 

Whatever  griefs  befall ; 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  hope, 
And  thou  my  all  in  all. 

3  Bereft  of  friends,  beset  with  foes, 

With  dangers  all  around, 
To  thee  I  all  my  fears  disclose; 
In  thee  my  help  is  found. 
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4  In  every  want,  in  every  strait, 
To  thee  alone  I  fly  ; 
When  other  comforters  depart, 
Thou  art  forever  nigh. 


547.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Walking  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight.     2  Cor.  5  :  7. 

1  'TIS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  With  joy  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 

Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

548.  C.  M.  Bath  Cou 
Prayer  for  strong  Faith. 

1  O  FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  ! — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain, 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 

Will  lean  upon  its  God ; — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; — 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread  frown, 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ; 

That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile : — 
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6  A  fhith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 
Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And,  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray, 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 


549,  L.  M.  Steei 

Christ  our  Life.     Col.  3  : 4. 

1  WHEN  sins  and  fears,  prevailing,  rise, 

And  fainting  hope  almost  expires,' 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  lift  mine  eyes; 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord? 

And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort,  die  ? 
'Tis  fixed  on  thine  almighty  word — 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives; 
Here  I  may  build,  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 

Forever  sure  the  promise  stands ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  O  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose ; 

If  Jesus  is  forever 'mine, 
Not  death  itself — that  last  of  foes- 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 


550.  0.  M.  Wat! 

God  our  Support.    Ps.  IS  :  22-28 

1  GOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 
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2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  ray  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T would  be  no  joy  to  me; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint ; 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

*&Ol.  C.  M.  J.  ROLAND. 

Delight  in  God.     Ps.  37 :  4. 

1  O  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee,' 

And  on  thy  care  depend ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same  ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  O  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
My  great  concern  shall  ever  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more, 
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552.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Deriving  Strength  from  Christ.     2  Cor.  12:7-10. 

1  LET  me  but  hear  rny  Saviour  say, 

*'  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day" — 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Upheld  by  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suffering,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  he  my  sinking  head  sustains. 

3  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  1  strong ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

55*^  CM.  Needham. 

Grace  sufficient.     2  Cor.  12:9. 

1  KIND  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 

To  cheer  the  drooping  saint : 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 
Though  nature's  powers  may  faint, 

2  "  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 

And  make  your  griefs  remove  : 
Your  weakness  shall  the  triumphs  tell 
Of  boundless  power  and  love." 

3  What  though  my  griefs  are  not  removed; 

Yet  why  should  I  despair  ? 
For,  if  my  Saviour's  arm  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  O  thou,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 

'Tis  good  to  trust  thy  name : 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulness,  and  love, 
Will  ever  be  the  same. 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  through  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform, 
And,  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name, 
Amid  the  raging  storm. 
352 


FAITH    IN    GOD. 

554.  CM.  TatkABkahi- 
God  our  Defence  and  Deliverer.     Ps.  18  : 1-3. 

1  NO  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 

My  trust,  O  Lord,  in  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  sure  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  our  deliverer  art,  O  God ; 

Our  trust  is  in  thy  power ; 
Thou  art  our  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
Our  safeguard  and  our  tower. 

3  To  thee  will  we  address  our  prayer, 

To  whom  all  praise  we  owe ; 
O,  may  we,  by  thy  watchful  care, 
Be  saved  from  every  foe. 

4  Then  let  Jehovah  be  adored, 

On  whom  our  hopes  depend ; 
For  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
His  people  can  defend  1 

555.  H.  M.  Watts. 

God  our  Preserver.     Ps.  121. 

1  UPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes ; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid — 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made: 
God  is  the  tower  I    His  grace  is  nigh 

To  which  I  fly ;  |    In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 

Defends  me  from  my  fears  : 
Those  wakeful  eyes,     I     Shall  Israel  keep 
Which  never  sleep,       |    When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 

Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be  with  me  there : 

Thou  art  my  sun,  I    To  guard  my  head 

And  thou  my  shade,     |    By  night  or  noon. 

15*  353 


FAITH    IN    GOD. 

Hast  thou  not  pledged  thy  word 
To  save  my  soul  from  death? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath : 
I  '11  go  and  come,  |    Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 


556,  C.  M.  Watts. 

Filial  Confidence  in  God.     Ps.  27  :  8-14. 

1  SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 

"  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
"  I  '11  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  each  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up ; 
He  '11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 


557,  CM.  Tate  &  Brady 

Safety  in  God.     Ps.  34 : 1-10. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  make  his  name  their  trust 
354 


FAITH    IN    GOD. 

3  O,  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

4  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 

558.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

God's  Presence  cheering. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  our  wondering  souls 

Admire  thy  matchless  grace — 
That  thou  wilt  walk,  that  thou  wilt  dwell, 
With  such  a  sinful  race. 

2  Cheered  with  thy  presence,  I  can  trace 

The  desert  with  delight : 
Through  all  the  gloom,  one  smile  of  thine 
Can  dissipate  the  night. 

3  Nor  shall  I  through  eternal  days 

A  restless  pilgrim  roam ; 
Thy  hand,  that  now  directs  my  course, 
Will  soon  convey  me  home. 

4  With  joy  my  spirit  will  consent 

To  drop  its  mortal  load, 
And  hail  the  messenger  of  death, 
That  bids  it  rise  to  God. 

539.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Twisting  in  God  alone.     Ps.  62  :  5. 

1  MY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
in  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  for  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways ; 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  fact; ; 
When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  ail-sufficient  aid. 

355 


FAITH    IN    GOD. 

5  GO.  C.  M.  Loo  aw. 

Rejoicing  in  Adversity.     Hab.  3    17,  18. 

1  WHAT  though  no  flowers  the  fig-tree  clothe, 

Though  vines  their  fruit  deny, 
The  labor  of  the  olive  fail, 
And  fields  no  meat  supply ; — 

2  Though  from  the  fold,  with  sad  surprise, 

My  flock  cut  off  I  see ; 
Though  famine  reign  in  empty  stalls, 
Where  herds  were  wont  to  be ; 

3  Yet  in  the  Lord  will  I  be  glad, 

And  glory  in  his  love ; 
In  him  I  '11  joy,  who  will  the  God 
Of  my  salvation  prove. 

4  God  is  the  treasure  of  my  soul, 

The  source  of  lasting  joy — 
A  joy  which  want  shall  not  impair, 
Nor  death  itself  destroy. 


561.  L.  M.  c.  W 

Trust  and  Confidence.     Hab.  3:17,  18. 

1  AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear ! 

Let  fear  in  me  no  more  take  place ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear ; 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face : 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no ! 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  withering  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  field  illude  the  tiller's  toil — 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race: 
Yet  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord ! 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise! 
356 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 

3  Away,  each  unbelieving  fear ! 

Let  fear  to  cheering  hope  give  place  : 
My  Saviour  will  at  length  appear, 

And  show  the  brightness  of  his  face  : 
Though  now  my  prospects  all  be  crossed — 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see ; 
Still  will  I  in  my  Jesus  trust, 

Whose  boundless  love  has  reached  to  me. 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 

562.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Importance  of  Love. 

1  HAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

583.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Religion  vain  without  Love. 

1  HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 
357 


LOVE    TO    GOD 

Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  ia  done  in  heaven  and  hell — 
( )r  could  my  faith  the  world  remove — 
Still  ]  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor — 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  u  martyr's  glorious  name — 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

564:*  C.    M.  Ar>7M«-0>~. 

Gratitude  for  unnumbered  Mercies.     Gen.  48  :  16 

1  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise: 
But  O,  eternity  's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 
358 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 


565.  S.  M.  Steele. 

Grateful  Acknowledgment. 

1  MY  Maker  and  my  King, 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

3  Lord,  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart — 
The  gift,  alas  !  how  poor ! 

4  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  till  it  with  thy  love. 

5  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

566*  CM.  Heginbotham, 

God  our  Father. 

1  MY  Father,  God  ! — and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

2  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  these  comforts  flow. 

3  Forever  let  my  grateful  heart 

His  bounteous  grace  adore, 
Which  gives  ten  thousand  blessings  now, 
And  bids  me  hope  for  more. 
359 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 
567.  L.   M.  DODDEIDGS 

Gratitude  and  Praise.    * 

i  GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 
I  '11  tune  the  grateful  notes  of  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  care  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
The  notes  of  praise,  ascending  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  O,  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  1  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 

5  Then  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
That  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 


L.  P.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  at  all  Times.     Ps.  146. 

I  'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  : 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 
360 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 

3  How  blest  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  !     He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  I  '11  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


569.  C.  M.  Heginbotham. 

Praise  now  and  ever.     Ps.  104 :  33. 

?  MY  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God, 
Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  in  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  every  smiling,  happy  hour, 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  heightens  all  my  joy. 

3  When  anxious  grief  and  gloomy  care 

Afflict  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  lull  each  pain  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  And  when  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

When  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 
My  soul  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

6  My  powers  shall  then,  in  lofty  strains, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
An  everlasting  day. 
16  361 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 


570.  L.  M.  WATW 

Praise  for  Divine  Protection. 

1  WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I  '11  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

3  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  his  hand  ; 
His  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins 
To  save  from  sorrows  or  from  sins ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 


571.  CM.  Watts 

God  praised  for  his  Grate.     Ps.  145. 

1  LONG  as  I  live  I  '11  bless  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  of  love ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  * 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
362 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 


572*  S.  M.  McMiTGOMEBT. 

Praise  for  Mercies.     Ps.  103. 

1  O,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

~Q  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days ; 
O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

573.  C.   M.  DODDEIDGB. 

Gratitude  and  Hope. 

1  MY  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 

Proclaim  thy  joys  abroad, 
And  march  with  holy  vigor  on, 
Supported  by  thy  God. 

2  Through  every  winding  maze  of  life 

His  hand  has  been  my  guide ; 
And  in  his  long-experienced  care 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 
363 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 

3  His  grace  through  all  the  desert  flows, 

An  unexhausted  stream ; 
That  grace,  on  Zion's  sacred  mount, 
Shall  be  my  endless  theme. 

4  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  time, 

Thy  courts  on  earth  I  love ; 
But,  O,  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  dwell  with  thee  above. 

5  There,  joined  with  all  the  shining  band, 

My  soul  would  thee  adore, 
A.  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed, 
To  be  removed  no  more. 

574.  CM.  Newton. 

Amazing  Grace. 

1  AMAZING  grace — how  sweet  the  sound! — 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ; 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieve : 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me ; 

His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess  within  the  veil 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 
Will  be  forever  mine. 
364 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 


575.  CM.  Watts. 
Rejoicing  in  God.     Isai.  61 :  10. 

1  AWAKE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 

Prepare  a  tuneful  voice ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorned  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 

And  hope,  and  every  grace ; 

But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 

5  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  arrayed 

By  the  great  Sacred  Three : 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 

576.  CM.  Watts. 

Thankful  Acknowledgment  of  God's  Goodness. 

1  I  LOVE  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  cries, 

And  pitied  every  groan : 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I  '11  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord:  he  bowed  his  ear, 

And  chased  my  grief  away : 

O,  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed; 

He  bade  my  pains  remove ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 
365 


LOVE    TO    GOD. 


577.  C.  M.  Watto. 

Triumphing  in  the  Grace  of  God. 

1  ARISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 

And  triumph  in  my  God ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  fixed  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  't  was  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  bless'd  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 

And  all  his  legions  roar, 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing ; 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 


578.  8s  &  7s.  Robinson. 

Grateful  Recollection.     1  Sam.  7  :  12. 

1  COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above : 
Praise  the  mount — O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 
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8  Here  I  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

5  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee ! 

6  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here 's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

579.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Christ  unseen,  yet  beloved. 

1  NOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 

Have  we  beheld  the  Lord ; 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 

And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 

580.  C.  M.  Steele. 

King  of  Saints. 

1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 
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2  Behold  your  King",  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays : 
You,  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  O,  happy  period !  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

581.  CM.  Watts. 

Christ  our  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

1  MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace ! 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thy  goodness  I  adore ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I  '11  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

4  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 
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582.  S.  M.  ■      Hammond 

Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue. 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  us,  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come !" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

6  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

583.  C.  M.  Newton. 
Thy  name  is  as  ointment  poured  forth.     SoL  Song,  1 :  3. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
/nd  to  the  ivea  y  rest. 
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3  By  him  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  '11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

With  every  fleeting  breath ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

584,  C  M.  Cennick. 

Christ  the  Burden  of  the  Song. 

1  THOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

We  love  to  hear  of  thee ; 
No  music 's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  Our  Saviour  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay ; 
We  '11  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

3  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favored  throng, 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 

585.  CM.  Beddomb 

Christ  precious. 

1  JESUS!  delightful,  charming  name ! 

It  spreads  a  fragrance  round ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  truth  and  peace, 
In  union  here  are  found. 

2  He  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  strength. 

In  him  all  glories  meet ; 
He  is  a  shade  above  our  heads, 
A  light  to  guide  our  feet. 
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3  The  thickest  clouds  are  soon  dispersed, 

If  Jesus  shows  his  face ; 

To  weary,  heavy-laden  souls, 

He  is  the  resting-place. 

4  When  storms  arise  and  tempests  blow, 

He  speaks  the  stilling  word : 
The  threatening  billows  cease  to  flow, 
The  winds  obey  their  Lord. 

5  Through  every  age  he 's  still  the  same ; 

But  we  ungrateful  prove, 

Forget  the  savor  of  his  name, 

The  sweetness  of  his  love. 


^8©,  8s  &  Vs.  Robinson. 

The  Christian  at  the  Cross. 

1  SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend : 
Here  I  '11  sit,  forever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 

Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye : 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze : 
Love  I  much  ?  I  've  much  forgiven, 

I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace ! 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I  '11  bathe : 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know ! 
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587.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe. 

1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'Tis  music  to  mine  ear; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last,  laboring  breath, 
And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

588»  Vs.  Topladv. 

Clirist  the  Object  of  supreme  Love.     Ps.  73  :  25. 

1  OBJECT  of  my  first  desire, 

Jesus,  crucified  for  me, 
I  to  happiness  aspire, 
Only  to  be  found  in  thee. 

2  Thee  to  praise,  and  thee  to  know, 
Constitute  our  bliss  below ; 
Thee  to  see  and  thee  to  love, 
Constitute  our  bliss  above. 

3  Lord,  it  is  not  life  to  live, 

If  thy  presence  thou  deny ; 
Lord,  if  thou  thy  presence  give, 
'Tis  no  longer  death  to  die. 
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4  Source  and  giver  of  repose, 
Singly  from  thy  smile  it  flows ; 
Peace  and  happiness  are  thine ; 
Mine  they  are,  if  thou  be  mine. 


589.  8s.  DeFleukv. 

Longing  to  be  with  Christ. 

1  YE  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne, 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known ; 

Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise : 
He  formed  you  the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good; 
While  others,  sunk  down  in  despair, 

Confirmed  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat : 
He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair ; 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  O,  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I  'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong. 
I  'm  fettered  and  chained  up  in  clay ; 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

4  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Washed  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 
1  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name : 
I  want — O  I  want  to  be  there, 

Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu, 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 

To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 
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LOVE   TO   CHRISTIANS. 

590.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Union  and  Peace. 

1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured 'the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  fragrance  filled  the  room. 

4  Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


591.  CM.  Swai, 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  that  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word ! — 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! — 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide. 
And  show  a  brother's  love ! 
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Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he 's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 

His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


592.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Christian  Union. 

1  LO !  what  an  entertaining  sight 

Are  brethren  that  agree, 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety ! 

2  Where  streams  of  love  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole ! 

3  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

593.  S.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Christian  Loveliness. 

1  I  LOVE  the  sons  of  grace, 

The  heirs  of  bliss  divine, 
Who  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness, 
And  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  They  will  my  faults  reprove, 

When  heedlessly  I  err : 
How  do  I  prize  their  faithful  love, 
Their  kind  and  tendei  care ! 

3  They  Jesus'  image  bear ; 

How  lovely  is  the  sight ! 
They  shall  at  length  with  him  appear 
In  everlasting  light. 

4  They  love  the  Father's  name, 

And  gladly  do  his  will ; 
They  humbly  follow  Christ,  the  Lamb, 
In  purity  and  zeal. 
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5  Their  footsteps  I  '11  pursuo 

With  vigor  till  I  die, 
Rejoicing  in  the  pleasing  view 
Of  meeting  them  on  high. 

6  It  is  a  sweet  employ 

To  join  in  worship  here ; 

But  how  divine  will  be  the  joy 

To  see  each  other  there ! 


594.  L.  M.  Barimjld. 

Christian  Affection. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  sweet  communion,  kindred  minds . 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 

\  Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  tender  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire, 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  tire ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  a  heaven  of  love. 

505*  Vs.  Relief  Hymns- 

Bear  ye  one  another's  burdens.     Gal  6:2. 

1  JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree : 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Bid  our  strifes  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear, 
Come  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  one  in  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word. 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

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4  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 
To  thy  church  a  pattern  give, 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  May  we  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above, 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly, 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


596.  L.  M.  Watts. 

We  ought  to  love  one  another.     1  John  4:11. 

1  NOW  by  the  mercies  of  our  God, 

His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints, 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood, 

We  charge  our  souls  to  love  the  saints. 

2  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife ; 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ] 

3  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 

Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

597  •  CM.  MoNTGOMEaY. 

Saints  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven. 

1  IN  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

2  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

3  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  paH 

Of  that  thrice  happy  whole, 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee,  the  heart, 
Its  life  from  thee,  the  soul. 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

598.  S.  M.  Beddom*. 

One  in  Christ.     Gal.  3  :  28. 

1  LET  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread : 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found : 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  bitterness  and  wrath 

Be  banished  far  away : 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above ; 
Where  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


LOVE   TO    MAN. 

599.  C    M.  BEDIK5K. 

Tender  Regard  for  the  Poor. 

1  HAPPY,  forever  happy  he 

Whose  heart  is  cleansed  from  sin; 
His  life  is  from  reproaches  free, 
His  conscience  is  serene. 

2  With  tender  pity  for  the  poor, 

He  hears  their  plaintive  cries, 
And,  out  of  his  increasing  store, 
Their  urgent  want  supplies. 

3  In  sickness  God  will  soothe  his  grief, 

And  be  his  constant  Friend ; 
At  death  will  yield  him  kind  relief, 
And  crown  his  journey's  end. 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

600.  C.  M.  Wa™ 

Liberality  rewarded.     Ps.  112. 

1  HAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 

And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need : 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well-established  mind ; 
His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord ; 

Honor  on  earth  and  joys  above 

Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


601,  L.  M.     (6.  lines.)         Pratt's  Col 

Mercy  to  the  Merciful.     Ps.  41. 

1  BLEST,  who  with  generous  pity  glows, 
Who  learns  to  feel  another's  woes ; 
Bows  to  the  poor  man's  wants  his  ear, 

,And  wipes  the  helpless  orphan's  tear: — 
In  every  want — in  every  woe, 
Himself  thy  pity,  Lord,  shall  know. 

2  Thy  love  his  life  shall  guard — thy  hand 
Give  to  his  lot  the  chosen  land ; 

Nor  leave  him,  in  the  dreadful  day, 
To  unrelenting  foes  a  prey. 
In  sickness  thou  shalt  raise  his  head, 
And  make  with  tenderest  care  his  bed. 
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602.  L.  M.  Ch.  Psalmody 
Care  of  Widows  and  Orphans. 

1  THOU  God  of  hope,  to  tWe  we  bow, 

Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress ; 
The  husband  of  the  widow  thou, 
The  father  of  the  fatherless. 

2  The  poor  are  thy  peculiar  care ; 

To  them  thy  promises  are  sure : 

Thy  gifts  the  poor  in  spirit  share ; 

O,  may  we  always  thus  be  poor. 

3  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfil, 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here, 
Endure  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
Arid  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 

603.  C.   M.  DODDRIPOK 

Providing  bags  that  wax  not  old.     Luke  12  :  33. 

1  YES,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store : 
Treasure,  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
More  bright  than  golden  ore. 

2  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scattered  here  below, 
In  the  fair  fertile  fields  above, 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

3  Whate'er  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jesus'  feet  I  lay; 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive, 
And  grace  at  large  repay. 


604.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous. 

1  BLEST  are  the  men  whose  mercies  move 
To  acts  of  kindness  and  of  love ; 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

2  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean, 
Who  never  tread  the  ways  of  sin ; 

"With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God — the  God  of  peace. 

4  Blest  are  the  faithful,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord ; 
Eternal  life  is  their  reward. 


605.  C.  M.  Bakbauld. 

Sympathy  with  tlie  Afflicted. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain ; — 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  brother's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind,  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

5  Himself,  througn  Christ,  hath  mercy  found- 

Free  mercy  from  above ; 
That  mercy  moves  him  to  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

606.  C.  M.  Relikk  Hymwb 
The  Fast  that  God  hath  chosen.     Isai.  58  :  5-1 1. 

1  ATTEND,  and  mark  the  solemn  fast, 

Which  to  the  Lord  is  dear; 
Disdain  the  false,  unhallowed  mask, 
Which. vain  dissemblers  wear. 

2  Do  I  delight  in  sorrow's  dress  ? 

Saith  he  who  reigns  above ; 
The  downcast  head,  and  rueful  look, 
Will  they  attract  my  love  1 

3  Let  such  as  feel  oppression's  load 

Thy  tender  pity  share  ; 
And  let  the  helpless,  homeless  poor, 
Be  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  Go,  bid  the  hungry  orphan  be, 

With  thy  abundance,  blest ; 
Invite  the  wanderer  to  thy  gate, 
And  spread  the  couch  of  rest. 

5  Let  him  who  pines  with  piercing  cold, 

By  thee  be  warmed  and  clad; 

Be  thine  the  blissful  task  to  make 

The  downcast  mourner  glad. 

6  Then  bright  as  morning  shall  come  forth, 

In  peace  and  joy,  thy  days ; 

And  glory,  from  the  Lord  above, 

Shall  shine  on  all  thy  ways. 

607.  0.   M.  DODHRIDGII 

Inasmuch  as  ye  did  it  unto  one  of  the  least  of  these,  dtc 
Matt.  25  :  40. 

1  JESUS,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  1 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  beiow, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed,  and  fed, 

And  visited,  and  cheered  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see ; 
O,  rather,  let  us  beg  our  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 


60S.  C   M.  BODEX. 

Gratitude  prompting  Benevolence.     Ps.  16:2.  3. 

1  WHAT  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
The  goodness  feeble  man  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

2  To  scenes  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  '11  cheerfully  repair, 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  sufferers  there. 

3  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy ; 

The  orphan  shall  be  glad  ; 
And  hungering  souls  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  bread. 

4  Thus  what  our  heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  savp, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 

609.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Christian  Kindness. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
All-powerful,  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 
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LOVE    TO    MAN. 

2  O.  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

3  When  poor  and  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  deep  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  man, 

When  throned  above  the  skies, 
And,  in  the  Father's  bosom  blest, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  fjew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
For  us  he  shed  his  precious  blood — 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 


610.  L.  M.  GiB^a. 

TJie  Beneficence  of  Christ  for  our  Imitation. 

1  WHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 

That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank, 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank : 

4  But  he  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  the  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

384 


LOVE    TO    MAN. 


611.  L.  M.  Ripj  OxVs  Col. 
Love  your  enemies.    Matt.  5  :  41—18. 

1  FATHER,  I  see  thy  sun  arise 
To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies ; 

And,  when  thy  rain  from  heaven  descends, 
Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

2  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine ; 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 
So  shall  I  feel  another's  woe, 

And,  cheerful,  feed  a  hungry  foe. 

3  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  ail  the  crimes  which  I  have  done ; 
O,  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee ! 

612.  CM.  Enfield. 
Ye  should  do  as  I  have  done  to  you.    John  13:15. 

1  BEHOLD !  where,  in  the  friend  of  man, 

Appears  each  grace  divine : 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To. give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends, 

A  friend  and  servant  found ; 
He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life, 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

6  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide, 
His  image  may  we  bear  ! 
O,  may  we  tread  his  sacred  steps, 
And  his  bright  glories  share ! 
17  385 


LOVE    TO    MAN. 

613.  CM.  Boden's  Col. 
Love  to  Enemies.     Luke  23  :  34. 

1  "  FATHER,  forgive,"  the  Saviour  cried, 

With  his  expiring  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  blessings  down 
On  those  who  wrought  his  death. 

2  Jesus,  this  wondrous  love  we  sing, 

And  whilst  we  sing,  admire ; 
Breathe  on  our  souls,  and  kindle  there 
The  same  celestial  fire. 

3  By  thine  example  ever  swayed, 

We  for  our  foes  will  pray ; 
With  love  their  hatred,  and  their  curse 
With  blessings,  will  repay. 

614.  L.  M.  Steele. 
The  Example  of  Christ     Heb.  12:3. 

1  WHENE'ER  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife- 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life ! 

2  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

4  But  ah !  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are ! 

How  frail !  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

5  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 

To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ! 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  dailv  more  like  thee. 
386 


HOPE. 


HOPE. 

0 1 5.  S.  M.  Watts. 

We  shall  be  like  Him.     1  John  3  :  2. 

1  BEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  has  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  he  made : 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure ; 
May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

616.  CM.  Watts. 

This  is  not  your  rest.     Mic.  2:10. 

1  LORD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 

That  yields  us  no  supply ! 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy! 

2  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  through  this  horrid  land  ; 
Lord !  we  would  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

3  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  inarch  upward  still ; 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  press  to  Zion's  hill. 
387 


HOPE. 

4  There  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, 
And  with  transporting  joys  recount 
The  labors  of  our  feet. 

5  Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ! 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renew. 

617.  L.  M.  Kkllv. 

Here  have  we  no  continuing  city.     Heb.  13  :  14. 

1  WE  'VE  no  abiding  city  here  : — 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind ; 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

2  We  Ve  no  abiding  city  here : 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ! 

Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 

Its  glorious,  everlasting  light. 

3  O,  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where  pilgrims,  freed  from  toil,  are  blest! 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I  'd  fly  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

4  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine  ! 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best: 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 

618.  Vs.     (double.)  Swaix. 

Come  up  hither.     Rev.  11:12. 

1  BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we  've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end  : 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home  !" 
388 


HOPE. 

2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part: 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  bev; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home !" 

3  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within : 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these ; 

Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home !" 

E>.  C.  M.  C.  Weslky. 

The  happy  Child  of  Grace. 

1  HOW  happy 's  every  child  of  Grace, 

Who  feels  his  sins  forgiven ! 
"  This  world,"  he  cries,  "  is  not  my  place ; 

I  seek  a  place  in  heaven — 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight; 

Yet,  O,  by  faith,  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2  "  To  that  Jerusalem  above 

With  singing  I'll  repair: 
While  in  the  world,  by  hope  and  love, 

My  heart  and  soul  are  there : 
There  my  exalted  Saviour  stands, 

My  merciful  High  Priest, 
And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands, 

To  take  me  to  his  breast. 

3  "  O,  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours,       * 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay ! 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  antedate  that  day : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Qur  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 
889 


HOPE. 

"  O,  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow, 

And  let  this  vessel  break ! 
And  let  ray  ransomed  spirit  go 

To  find  the  God  I  seek ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bled  and  died  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace, 

Through  all  eternity." 


G20.  C.  M.  ToPLAnr. 

1  shall  be  satisfied  when,  I  awake  in  thy  likeness.     Ps.  17  : 3  & 

1  'TIS  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope, 
That  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  ray  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

•2  There  shall  my  disimprisoned  soul 
Behold  him  and  adore  ; 
Be  in  his  likeness  satisfied, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

021.  8s  &  6s.     P.M. 

Strangers  and  Pilgrims  on  the  Earth.     Heb.  11  :  13-16. 

1  A  FEW  more  days  on  earth  to  spend, 
And  all  my  toils  and  cares  shall  end, 
And  I  shall  see  ray  God  and  friend, 

And  praise  his  name  on  high: 
No  more  to  sigh  nor  shed  a  tear, 
No  more  to  suffer  pain  or  fear; 
But  God,  and  Christ,  and  heaven  appear 

Unto  the  raptured  eye. 

2  Then,  O  my  soul,  despond  no  more ; 
The  storm  of  life  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  I  shall  find  the  peaceful  shore 

Of  everlasting  rest. 
O,  happy  day !  O,  joyful  hour ! 
When,  freed  from  earth,  my  soul  shall  tower 
Beyond  the  reach  of  Satan's  power, 

To  be  forever  blest. 
390 


JOY. 

3  My  soul  anticipates  the  day, 
1 Ti  joyfully  the  call  obey, 
Which  comes  to  summon  me  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 
There  I  shall  see  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  dwell  in  his  beloved  embrace, 
And  taste  the  fulness  of  his  grace, 

And  sin"1  redeeming:  love. 


tf  22.  L.  M.  Newton: 

Faith  anticipating  Heaven.     Heb.  11  :  $,  10. 

1  WHENE'ER  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 

By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

2  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers ; 

No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past, 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

Assured  he  '11  safe  arrive  at  last. 

3  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends ; 

O,  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode ! — 
That  heavenly  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 


JOY. 

02^.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Rejoice  in  the  Lord  always     PhiL  4  : 4. 

1  COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 
391 


JOY. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God : 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  saered  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

624.  C  M.  Watts 

Yet  will  I  rejoice  in  the  Lord.    Hab.  3  :  18. 

1  MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ; 
He  is  my  soul's  bright  morning  stai , 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  love  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up,  with  joy,  the  shining  way, 
To  meet  my  gracious  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I  break  through  every  foe : 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Shall  bear  me  conqueror  through. 
392 


JOY. 

02  5.  P.M.  C.Wesley. 

My  heart  rejoiceth  in  the  Lord.     1  Sam.  2:1. 

1  HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  whose  treasures  are  laid  up  above ! 

Tongue  cannot  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

When  my  heart  first  believed, 

O !  what  joy  I  received ! 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 

3  'T  was  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Saviour  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song, 

O !  that  all  his  salvation  might  see  ! 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  rebel-sinners  like  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain 

I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  O !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blessed, 
Overwhelmed  with  the  fulness  of  God. 
393 


JOY. 

*7  What  a  mercy  is  this ! 

What  a  heaven  of  bliss  ! 
How  unspeakably  favored  am  I! 

Gathered  into  the  fold, 

With  believers  enrolled, 
With  believers  to  live  and  to  die ! 

8  Now  my  remnant  of  days 
Would  I  spend  to  his  praise, 

Who  hath  died  my  poor  soul  to  redeem; 
Whether  many  or  few, 
All  my  years  are  his  due ; — 

May  they  all  be  devoted  to  him. 


626.  Peculiar.  Cbxsick 

Rejoice  in  hope  of  the  glory  of  God.     Rom.  5  :  2. 

1  RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  all  terrestrial  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
So  a  soul  that 's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 
S94 


JOY. 

627.  Ts.  Cennick. 

Fear  not,  little  flock.     Luke  12 :  32. 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O,  ye  banished  seed,  be  glad  ! 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes — 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared — 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Christ,  your  Father's  darling  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

6  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee ! 


628.  C.  M.  Newton. 

Light  sown  for  the  Righteous.     Ps.  97  :  11. 

1  JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 

In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known, 
There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 
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JOY. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pardoning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Gives  joys  like  those  above. 

4  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 


629.  C.   M.  PoiNDEXrEB 

Sorrowful,  yet  rejoicing. 

1  WHILE  through  this  wilderness  below, 

We  seek  the  promised  rest, 
Oft  are  our  ways  o'ercast  with  woe, 
Our  hearts  by  grief  oppressed. 

2  "  We  tread  the  path'  our  Master  trod. 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet 
His  temples  pierced  before." 

3  And  though  our  sorrows  overflow, 

Joy  mingles  with  the  tears ; 
With  blissful  hope  our  bosoms  glow, 
Which  every  conflict  cheers. 

4  Yes !  soon,  our  toils  and  sufferings  o'er, 

We  '11  leave  his  path  of  pain, 
In  life  and  joy  for  evermore 
With  Christ  our  Lord  to  reign. 

630.  '  CM.  Doddeidgk. 
The  Ransomed  of  the  Lord.     IsaL  35 :  8-10 

1  SING,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing ; 
Ye  pilgrims  now  for  Zion  bound. 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  His  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  gracious  God. 
396 


HUMILITY 

3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  fix  your  eye,  with  joyful  hope, 
On  Zion's  heavenly  hill. 


HUMILITY. 

631.  8s  &  7s.  Pratt's  Col. 
Prayer  for  Humility.    CoL  3:12. 

1  LET  thy  grace,  Lord,  make  me  lowly, 

Humble  all  my  swelling  pride : 
Fallen,  guilty,  and  unholy, 

Greatness  from  mine  eyes  I  '11  hide. 

2  I  '11  forbid  my  vain  aspiring, 

Nor  at  earthly  honors  aim, 
No  ambitious  heights  desiring, 
Far  above  my  humble  claim. 

3  Weaned  from  earth's  delusive  pleasures, 

In  thy  love  I  '11  seek  for  mine ; 
Placed  in  heaven  my  nobler  treasures, 
Earth  I  quietly  resign. 

4  Thus,  the  transient  world  despising, 

On  the  Lord  my  hopes  rely ; 

Thus  my  joys,  from  him  arising, 

like  himself,  shall  never  die. 

632.  C  M.  Pratt's  Col, 

The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  Jesus.    PhiL  2  : 1-11. 

1  JESUS !  exalted  far  on  high, 
To  whom  a  name  is  given ; 
A  name  surpassing  every  name, 
That 's  known  in  earth  or  heaven  1 
397 


HUMILITY. 

2  Before  thy  throne  shall  every  knee 

Bow  down  with  one  accord : 
Before  thy  throne  shall  every  tongue 
Confess  that  thou  art  Lord. 

3  Jesus !  thou,  in  the  form  of  God, 

Didst  equal  honor  claim  ; 
Yet,  to  redeem  our  guilty  souls, 
Didst  stoop  to  death  and  shame! 

4  O,  may  that  mind  in  us  be  formed, 

Which  shone  so  bright  in  thee ; 
An  humble,  meek,  and  lowly  mind, 
From  pride  and  envy  free ! 

5  To  others  we  would  stoop,  and  learn 

To  emulate  thy  love ; 
So  shall  we  bear  thine  image  here, 
And  share  thy  throne  above. 

633.  C.  M.  Watzk 

Psalm  131. 

1  IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 


634.  Is.  Madams  Cat, 

Learn  of  me.     Matt.  11 :  29. 

1  LORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart — 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
I  shall,  as  my  Master,  be 
Rooted  in  humility. 
398 


HUMILITY. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child ; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides ; 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above- 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore. 

635.  Vs.  Epis.  Cou 
Psalm  181. 

1  LORD,  forever  at  thy  side 

Let  my  place  and  portion  be ; 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride ; 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive 

All  thy  Spirit  hath  revealed : 
Thou  hast  spoken  ;  I  believe, 
Though  the  oracle  be  sealed. 

3  Humble  as  a  weaned  child, 

By  no  anxious  doubts  distressed, 
By  no  subtleties  beguiled, 
On  thy  word,  O  may  I  rest. 

6 36.  L.  M.  ENFiKLa 

A  high  look  and  a  proud  heart  is  sin.     Prov.  21:4. 

1  WHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  tenant  of  a  day — 

O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  1 

2  His  brightest  visions  but  appear, 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 
399 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY 

3  Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span : 
How  ill,  alas,  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man ! 

4  God  of  my  life,  Father  divine ! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind : 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 


ZEAL   AND   ENERGY. 

637.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
Watchfulness.     Luke  12  :  35-38. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch ! — 'tis  your  Lord's  command , 

And  while  we  speak,  he 's  near ; 
Mark  every  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

638.  S.  M.  Heath. 

We  wrestle  against  principalities  and  powers.    Eph.  6:12 

1  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 
400 


ZEAL    AND    ENEKG.Y. 

2  O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray : 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He  '11  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 


639.  L.  M.  Waits. 
The  Lord  your  Godfightethfor  you.    Josh.  23  :  10. 

1  STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain 's,  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course ; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on — 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

640,  C.   M.  DoDDRIDGK 

Awake,  thou  that  deepest.    Eph.  5  :  14. 

1  AWAKE,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 
And  view  the  threatening  scene ; 
See  how  thy  foes  encamp  around, 
And  treason  lurks  within. 
17*  401 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY. 

2  'Tis  not  this  mortal  life  alone 

These  hostile  powers  assail: 
How  canst  thou  hope  for  future  "bliss, 
If  their  attempts  prevail  ? 

3  Then  to  the  work  of  God  awake ; 

Behold  thy  Master  near ; 
The  various,  arduous  task  pursue 
With  vigor  and  with  fear. 

4  The  awful  register  goes  on; 

Th'  account  will  surely  come  ; 
And  opening  day,  or  closing  night, 
May  bear  me  to  my  doom. 

5  Tremendous  thought !  how  deep  it  strikes ! 

Yet  like  a  dream  it  flies, 
Till  God's  own  voice  the  slumbers  chase 
From  these  deluded  eyes. 

641.  C.  M.  Wati*. 

Mndure  hardness  as  a  good  soldier  of  Jesus  Christ. 
2  Tim.  2 :  3. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
402 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

642.  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 
Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith.     1  Tim.  6  :  12. 

1  SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 
The  man  who  in  the  Saviour  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued, 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God ; — ■ 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
You  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on ; 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "  Come," 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descends  from  high, 
And  takes  the  conquerors  home.- 

643.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  strengthening  God.     Isai.  40  :  28-31. 

1  AWAKE,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears ; 
(Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone: 
Awake,  and  rim  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
403 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  ard  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint ; — 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  those  who  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

G44.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Heb.  12:1.     Phil.  3  :  13,  14. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul ;  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye ; — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright* 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

6  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet  ' 
We  '11  lay  our  laurels  down. 
404 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY. 

645.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Victory  through  the  Lamb.     Rev.  5  :  9-12. 

1  GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  bathed  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possessed  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

646.  C.  M.  Needham. 

Be  followers  of  them  who  inherit  the  promises. 
Heb.  6:12. 

1  RISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 
And  in  example  live ; 

Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'T  was  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 
They  conquered  every  foe  ; 

To  his  almighty  power  and  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
405 


ZEAL  AND  ENERGY. 

Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 
The  patterns  thou  hast  given, 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 
That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 


647.  C.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Patience  under  Trials.     Heb.  12  : 1,  2. 

1  BEHOLD  what  witnesses  unseen 

Encompass  us  around, 
Men  once  like  us  with  sufferings  tried, 
But  now  with  glory  crowned. 

2  Let  us,  with  zeal  like  theirs  inspired, 

Pursue  the  Christian  race, 
And,  freed  from  each  encumbering  weight, 
Their  holy  footsteps  trace. 

3  Behold  a  Witness,  nobler  still, 

Who  trod  affliction's  path, 
Jesus,  at  once  the  finisher, 
And  author  of  our  faith. 

4  He,  for  the  joy  before  him  set, 

So  generous  was  his  love, 
Endured  the  cross,  despised  the  shame, 
And  now  he  reigns  above. 

5  If  he  the  scorn  of  wicked  men 

With  patience  did  sustain, 
O,  how  can  those  for  whom  he  died 
Once  murmur  or  complain  ? 

6*48.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Diligence  in  Duty.     Eccles.  11:6. 

1  SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land ; — 

2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear. 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 
406 


ZEAL  AND  ENERGY. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  shall  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  cry,  "  Harvest  home !" 

19.  CM.  J.  Rtland. 

Hinder  me  not.     Gen.  24 :  56. 

1  IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 

My  journey  I  '11  pursue ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I  '11  follow  where  he  goes ; 
"Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duties,  and  through  trials  too, 

I  '11  go  at  his  command ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And,  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be — 
"  Hinder  me  not ;"  come,  welcome,  death ; 
I  '11  gladly  go  with  thee. 

650.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Go  to  the  ant,  thou  sluggard.    Prov.  6  :  6. 

1  MY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 

Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing 's  half  so  dull, 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 
Labor,  and  toil,  and  strive ; 

Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live ! 
407 


ZEAL    AND    ENERGY. 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above; 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  dowr 

And  labored  for  our  good, 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 

Upward  our  souls  shall  rise ; 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love 
We  '11  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

651*  S.  M.  L.  EL  SiGouRyKT. 

Whatsoever  thy  hand findeth  to  do,  do  it  xoith  thy  might. 
Eccles.  9  :  10. 

1  LABORERS  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  heart*  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal, 

The  erring  child  along 
Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng. 

\  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest, 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

5  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 
That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  vour  arduous  toil. 
408 


HOLY    DESTRES. 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

652.  CM.  C.  Wesley 

Purity  of  Heart. 

1  O  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God ! 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that 's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me ! 

2  O  for  a  heart  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  ! 

3  O  for  an  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within ! 

4  Thy  temper,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
O,  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart ; 
Thy  name,  O  God,  is  love. 


653.  S.  M.        Percy  Chapel  Col 

CJirisfs  Presence  desired, 

1  MY  Saviour,  fill  my  soul 

With  holiness  and  peace  ; 
Arise  with  healing  in  thy  wings; 
Bid  sin  and  doubting  cease. 

2  May  things  beneath  the  sky 

Engross  my  heart  no  more ; 
Be  thou  my  first,  my  chief  delight, 
My  soul's  unbounded  store. 

3  In  thee  all  treasures  lie ; 

From  thee  all  blessings  flow :  • 
Thou  art  the  bliss  of  saints  above, 
The  joy  of  saints  below. 
18  409 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

4  O,  come  and  make  me  thine, 
A  sinner  saved  by  grace ; 
Then  shall  I  sing,  with  loudest  strains, 
In  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place. 

654.  C.  M.  Watts 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

1  MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 

Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

4  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace ! 

5  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

635.  L.  M.  Anderson'8  Col. 

1  Thess.  5  :  23. 

1  PITY,  O  Lord,  thy  feeble  child, 
By  sin,  alas  !  too  oft  beguiled ; 
Thou  hast  compassion  for  the  weak, 
The  bruised  reed  thou  wilt  not  break. 

2  O,  settle  my  unstable  heart, 

Nor  let  me  from  thy  truth  depart  ; 
Confirm  my  faith,  increase  my  love, 
And  fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above. 
410 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

3  Let  my  whole  heart  united  be, 
By  firmer  ties,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Let  me,  my  few  remaining  days, 
Be  steadfast  in  thy  work  and  ws/s, 

656,  CM.  Ch.  Psalmody. 

Desires  for  Holiness. 

1  O  COULD  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  Heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  adore ; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

G57,  CM.  Anderson's  Col. 

The  Law  written  in  the  Heart.     Jer.  31 :  33.     HeK  8 :  1(X 

1  O  FOR  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear — 
A  sensibility  to  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2  The  filial  awe,  the  contrite  heart, 

The  tender  conscience  give, 
That  I  from  God  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  his  goodness  grieve. 

3  Quick  as  the  pupil  of  the  eye, 

O  Lord,  my  conscience  make — 
Arouse  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 
411 


HOLY    DESIRES. 


4  O,  may  the  least  omission  pain 
My  well-instructed  soul, 
And  drive  me  to  that  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded,  whole. 


658.  C.  M.  Steele 

Prayer  for  divine  Aid. 

1  PERMIT  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 

Obedient  to  thy  call — 
To  seek  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 
My  strength,  my  life,  my  all. 

2  All  I  can  wish  is  thine  to  give: 

My  God,  I  ask  thy  love — 
That  greatest  boon  I  can  receive, 
That  bliss  of  heaven  above. 

3  To  heaven  my  restless  heart  aspires ; 

O  for  some  quickening  ray 
To  animate  my  faint  desires, 
And  cheer  the  tiresome  way  ! 

4  While  sin  and  Satan  join  their  art 

To  keep  me  from  my  Lord, 

0  Saviour,  guard  my  trembling  heart. 
And  guide  me  by  thy  word. 

5  Whene'er  the  tempting  foe  alarms, 

Or  spreads  the  fatal  snare, 

1  '11  tiy  to  my  Redeemer's  arms, 

For  safety  must  be  there. 

6  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend, 

On  thee  my  soul  would  rest ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
In  thee  I  'm  ever  blest. 


059.  0.  M.  Watt* 

Prayer  for  divine  Guidance.     Ps.  119  : 1. 

1  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 
412 


HOLY    PESIRES. 

2  O,  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  folly  turn  away  mine  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desire,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Direct  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands—  • 

'Tis  a  delightful  road — 
Nor  let  Diy  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

660.  C  iff.  Wafts. 

The  true  Improvement  of  Life. 

1  AND  is  this  life  prolonged  to  me  ? 

Are  days  and  seasons  given  ? 
O,  let  me  then  prepare  to  be 
A  fitter  heir  of  heaven. 

2  In  vain  these  moments  shall  not  pass, 

These  golden  hours  be  gone : 
Lord,  I  accept  thine  offered  grace, 
I  bow  before  thy  throne. 

3  Now  cleanse  my  soul  from  every  sin 

By  my  Redeemer's  blood; 
Now  let  my  flesh  and  soul  begin 
The  honors  of  my  God. 

4  Let  me  no  more  my  soul  beguile 

With  sin's  deceitful  toys : 
Let  cheerful  hope,  increasing  still, 
Approach  to  heavenly  joys. 

5  My  thankful  lips  shall  loud  proclaim 

The  wonders  of  thy  praise, 
And  spread  the  savor  of  thy  name 
Where'er  I  spend  my  days. 
413 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

6  On  earth  let  my  example  shine, 
And  when  I  leave  this  state, 
May  heaven  receive  this  soul  of  mine 
To  bliss  supremely  great. 

31.  L.  M.  J.  F.  Oeerlix 

CJtrist  is  all  and  in  all.     Col.  3:11. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  .be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space ; 
Thy  presence,  bord,  fills  every  place ; 
And  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

662.  S.  M.  0.  Wesley. 

Prayer  for  Perseverance. 

1  O  GOD,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  nearest  prayer. 

2  O  for  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly ! — ■ 

3  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer! 
414 


HOLY    DESIRES. 


4  Lord,  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
To  better  worlds  above. 


663.  S.  M.  Watts 

Renouncing  Sin. 

1  SHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds? 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God ! 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said 
That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucified, 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 

Since  Christ  has  made  us  free, 
Has  nailed  our  tyrants  to  his  cross, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 


664.  8s  &  7s.  C.  Wesley. 

Desiring  Sanctification. 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  • 
,  All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 

Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit ; 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning ; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 
415 


HOLY     DESIRES. 

Carry  on  thy  new  creation ; 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be , 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation     " 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee ; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


665,  L.  M.  Cowpkh 

The  Purity  of  heavenly  Bliss.     Rev.  21  :  27. 

1  HAD  I  a  throne  above  the  rest, 

Where  angels  in  God's  presence  dwell, 
One  sin,  unslain,  within  my  breast, 

Would  make  that  heaven  as  dark  as  hell. 

2  The  prisoner  sent  to  breathe  fresh  air, 

And  blest  with  liberty  again, 
Would  mourn,  were  he  condemned  to  wear 
One  link  of  all  his  former  chain. 

3  But  O,  no  foe  invades  the  bliss 

Where  glory  crowns  the  Christian's  head ! 
One  view  of  Jesus  as  he  is, 
Will  strike  all  sin  forever  dead. 


666.  C.  P.  M.  c.  Wssjjti 

Redeeming  Love.     Rom.  5  :  5. 

1  O  LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell, 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  heigh?* 
41G 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine ! 

Be  mine  this  better  part ! 

6G7.  L.  M.  j.  Wesi-e ■. 

The  love  of  Christ  constraineth  us.     2  Cor.  5  :  14. 

1  JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare ; 
Unite  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray ! 

All  pain  before  its  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  O,  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame, 

And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love,  in  sufferings,  be  my  peace ; 

Thy  love,  in  weakness,  make  me  strong; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  in  heaven  my  song. 

668.  L.  M.  Watts 

Crucified  unto  the  world.     Gal.  6  :  14. 

1  UP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  O,  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 

The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be: 
How  despicable  to  mine  eyes ! 

3  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 

„  Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon ; 
Vanish  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 
As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 
18*  417 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

4  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave 

I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf 

While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 

5  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  King, 

Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 


6G9.  L.  M.  Gibbons. 

Our  conversation  is  in  heaven.     Phil.  3  :  20. 

1  NOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 

Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a*  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  1 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large, 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

670,  L.  M.  Watts 

Communing  with  God. 

1  MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ?  . 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

418 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

67  1  S.  M. 

TJie  Spirit  of  Prayer  desired.    Job  23:3. 

1  O  THAT  I  knew  the  place 

Where  I  might  find  my  God, 
And  make  the  arms  of  his  embrace 
My  soul's  secure  abode ! 

2  Near  to  his  mercy-seat, 

Where  grace  triumphant  reigns, 
I  'd  come  and  worship  at  his  feet, 
And  tell  him  all  my  pains. 

3  The  arguments  I  'd  use 

My  troubles  shall  suggest; 

Nor  can  my  blessed  Lord  refuse 

The  cause  of  the  distressed. 

*     4  O  Saviour,  bring  me  near ; 

New  life,  new  strength  impart ; 
Cast  out  at  once  my  slavish  fear, 
And  dwell  within  my  heart. 

672»  CM.        Songs  in  the  Night. 

Things  Unseen.     2  Cor.  4:18. 

1  THERE  is  a  state  unknown,  unseen, 

Where  parted  souls  must  be ; 
And  but  a  step  may  be  between 
That  world  of  souls  and  me. 

2  I  see  no  light,  I  hear  no  sound, 

When  midnight  shades  are  spread ; 
Yet  angels  pitch  their  tents  around, 
And  guard  my  quiet  bed. 
419 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

3  The  Saviour,  whom  I  long  have  sought 

And  would,  but  cannot  see  : 
And  is  he  here?   O,  wondrous  though*  ' 
And  will  he  dwell  with  me  ] 

4  I  ask  not,  with  my  mortal  eye, 

To  view  the  vision  bright ; 

I  dare  not  see  thee,  lest  I  die ; — 

Yet,  Lord,  restore  my  sight. 

5  Impart  the  faith  that  soars  on  high, 

Beyond  this  earthlv  strife  ; 
That  holds  sweet  converse  with  the  sky, 
And  lives  eternal  life. 


673.  CM.  Cexxick 

Endless  Sabbath, 

1  WHEN,  O  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  I 

Behold  thee  all  serene, 
Blest  in  perpetual  Sabbath-day, 
Without  a  veil  between  1 

2  Assist  me,  while  I  wander  here, 

Amidst  a  world  of  cares ; 
Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  prayers. 

3  Thy  Spirit,  O  my  Father,  give, 

To  be  my  guide  and  friend, 
To  light  my  path  to  ceaseless  joys, 
To  Sabbaths  without  end. 


674.  CM.  Bejdomk 

Imitation  of  Christ. 

1  IN  duties  and  in  sufferings,  too, 

Thy  path,  my  Lord,  I  'd  trace ; 
As  thou  hast  done,  so  would  I  do, 
Depending  on  thy  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  't  was  thy  delight 

To  do  thy  Father's  will ; 
O,  may  that  zeal  my  soul  excite 
Thy  precepts  to  fulfil. 
420 


HOLY    DESIRES. 

3  Unsullied  meekness,  truth,  and  love, 
Through  all  thy  conduct  shine ; 
O,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

67  5.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Following  the  Example  of  Christ. 

1  MY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
{Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
Mor*  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

670.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Adorning  the  doctrine  of  God  our  Saviour.     Tit.  2  :  10-14. 

1  SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess : 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

421 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


67  7.  CM.  Kirkiivm. 

Bearing  the  Cross. 

1  DIDST  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame, 

And  bear  the  cross  for  me, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  1 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 

4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 

And  all  my  powers  resign ; 
Let  wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I  'il  no  more  repine. 


PRAYER   AND    WATCHFULNESS 

678.  S.  M.  Newton 

The  Throne  of  Grace.     Heb.  4:16. 

1  BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace ! 

The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold; 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  oan  he  withhold? 
422 


prayer  and  watchfulness. 

3  Beyond  thy  utmost  wants, 

His  love  and  power  can  bless ; 
To  praying  souls  he  always  grants 
More  than  they  can  express. 

4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith, 

Conform  my  will  to  thine ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

67  9.  L.  M.  Stowsll. 

The  Mercy-seat     Exod.  25  :  22. 

1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

680.  C.  M.  CoBiiiN. 

The  Throne  of  Grace.    Heb.  4:16. 

1  A  THRONE  of  grace !  then  let  us  go 
And  offer  up  our  prayer; 
A  gracious  God  will  mercy  show 
To  all  that  worship  there. 
423 


PRAYER     AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

2  A  throne  of  grace !  O,  at  that  throne 

Our  knees  have  often  bent, 
And  God  has  showered  his  blessings  down 
As  often  as  we  went. 

3  A  throne  of  grace!  rejoice,  ye  saints! 

That  throne  is  open  still ; 
To  God  unbosom  your  complaints, 
And  then  inquire  his  will. 

4  A  throne  of  grace  we  yet  shall  need 

Long  as  we  draw  our  breath, 
A  Saviour,  too,  to  intercede, 
Till  we  are  changed  by  death. 

5  The  throne  of  glory  then  shall  glow 

With  begins  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  we  no  longer  want  shall  know, 
Nor  need  a  throne  of  grace. 


681.  CM. 

Blessedness  of  Prayer. 

1  THERE  is  a  heavenly  mercy-seat, 

To  calm  the  sinner's  fears ; 
There  is  a  Saviour,  at  whose  feet 
The  mourner  dries  his  tears. 

2  When  friends  depart,  and  hopes  are  riven, 

And  gathering  storms  I  see, 
My  soul  is  but  the  sooner  driven, 
Eternal  Rock,  to  thee. 

3  No,  never  shall  my  heart  despond, 

Long  as  my  lips  can  pray : 
My  latest  breath,  with  effort  fond, 
Shall  pass  in  prayer  away. 

682.  S.  M.  Newton 

Christ  will  hear  Prayer.     Luke  18  : 1-8. 

1  JESUS,  who  knows  full  well 
The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 
To  pray,  and  never  faint. 
424 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear — 

We  never  plead  in  vain ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen,  when  they  cry ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear,  , 
He  '11  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  His  nature,  truth,  and  love, 

Engage  him  on  their  side ; 
Their  griefs  his  gracious  pity  move, 
And  can  they  be  denied  ? 

5  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 


G83.  C.  M.  Beedoiii 

Is  any  afflicted?     Let  him  pray.     Jam.  5  :  13. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came ; 

Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 

And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease. 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourners  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear ; 
To  him  there 's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 
Since  He  for  sinners  intercedes 
Who  once  for  sinners  died. 
18*  425 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

684.  CM.  Montgomery 
Sincere  Devotion.     John  4  :  24. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

685.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray.     Luke  11:1. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

2  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one 

In  word,  and  deed,  and  mind, 
While  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

3  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone ; 

The  Holy  Spirit  pleads, 
And  Jesus,  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
For  sinners  intercedes. 

4  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God — 

The  life,"  the  truth,  the  way— 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 
426 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

686.  C.  M.  Carlisle. 

Prayer  for  Sincerity. 

1  LORD,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 
O,  may  we  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits,  pitying,  see; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

O,  let  our  wills  resign, 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness,  still, 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

687.  7s.  Ne* 

1  will  not  let  thee  go,  except  thou  Mens  me.     Gen.  32 

1  LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow : 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine 's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name ; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy ; — 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  L 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

427 


PRAYKR     AND    WATCI1J  ULNES3. 

5  Many  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now; 
Who  could  hold  rne  up  but  thou? 

6  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need ; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold ; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

088.  L.  M.  Stpel* 

Devout  Breathings. 

1  WHERE  is  my  God  ?  does  he  retire 

Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  sighs  ? 
Are  these  weak  breathings  of  desire 
Too  languid  to  ascend  the  skies  ? 

2  He  hears  the  breathings  of  desire ; 

The  weak  petition,  if  sincere, 
Is  not  forbidden  to  aspire, 

And  hope  to  reach  his  gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye ; 

See  where  the  great  Redeemer  stands, 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incense  in  his  hands. 

4  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan 


yeeLeiis  evei  y  uuiiiuie  groan  . 

lie  recommends  each  broken  prayer ; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone. 

Whose  power  and  love  forbid  despair 


G89.  L.  M.  CWpfb 

Hindrances  to  Prayer. 

1  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
Jn  coming  to  the  mercy-seat! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 
428 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah,  think  again ! 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  songs  would  oftener  be, 
Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me. 


690.  L.  M.  Ha*t. 

Constancy  in  Prayer.     Eph.  6:18. 

1  PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  designs  to  give ; 

Long  as  they  live,  should  Christians  pray, 

For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  heart  his  prayer  indites, 

He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within : 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3  If  pains  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay ; 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 

The  remedy 's  before  thee — pray. 

4  5Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that 's  weak, 

Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame  ; 
Pray,  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak. 
But  prav  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 
429 


TRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 
691  '  C.M.  Mks.BeOW* 

Prayer  at  Evening.     Matt.  14 :  23. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer.  ° 

2  I  love"  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

692-  0.  M.  IWh*. 

Prayerful  Confidence. 

1  BLEST  Jesus,  while  in  mortal  flesh 

I  hold  my  frail  abode, 
Still  would  my  spirit  rest  on  thee, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

2  On  thy  dear  cross  I  fix  mine  eves, 

Then  raise  ihem  to  thy  seat'; 
Till  love  dissolves  my  inmost  soul, 
At  my  Redeemer's  feet. 

3  Be  dead,  my  heart,  to  worldly  charms; 

Be  dead  to  every  sin  ; 
And  tell  the  boldest  foe  without, 
That  Jesus  reigns  within. 
430 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

©93.  CM.  Relief  HrMNa. 

The  Lord's  Grayer.     Matt.  6  :  9-13.     Luke  1 1 :  2^. 

1  FATHER  of  all !  we  bow  to  thee, 

Who  art  in  heaven  adored  ; 
But  present  still  through  all  thy  works, 
The  universal  Lord. 

2  Forever  hallowed  be  thy  name, 

By  all  beneath  the  skies ; 
And  may  thy  kingdom  still  advance, 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

3  A  grateful  homage  may  we  yield, 

With  hearts  resigned  to  thee ; 
And  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done, 
On  earth  so  let  it  be. 

4  From  day  to  day  we  humbly  own 

The  hand  that  feeds  us  still ; 
Give  us  our  bread,  teach  us  to  rest 
Contented  in  thy  will. 

5  Our  sins  before  thee  we  confess ; 

O,  may  they  be  forgiven ! 
As  we  to  others  mercy  show, 
We  mercy  beg  from  heaven. 

6  Still  let  thy  grace  our  life  direct . 

From  evil  guard  our  way, 
And  in  temptation's  fatal  path 
Permit  us  not  to  stray. 

7  For  thine  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine. 

All  glory  's  due  to  thee ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 
And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

694.  CM.  jUDSOM. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

]  OUR  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 
431 


PRAYER    AND    WATCHFULNESS. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not ; 

From  evil  set  us  free ; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power, 
And  glory,  ever  be. 

4  Thus  taught  in  humble  faith  to  pray, 

By  thy  beloved  Son, 
Through  him  we  come  to  thee  and  say, 
All  for  his  sake  be  done. 


695.  L.  M.  Pope's  Col. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  FATHER,  adored  in  worlds  above, 

Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still ; 

Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love, 

And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord,  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care, 

Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake ; 
And  let  us  in  thy  kindness  share, 
As  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour ! 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore ; 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power, 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore. 

Gf)6.  S.  M.  Sac.  Ltbics. 

Prayer  at  Dawn  of  Day.     Mark  1:35. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 

When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 

Christians  unite  in  prayer ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cnes 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne , 
He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 
432 


TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray- 

Before  the  morning  light — 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  VICISSITUDES. 

69  7  •  0.  M.  Peesb.  Hymns. 

Trust  in  Distress.     Ps.  42. 

1  O  LORD,  when  billows  o'er  me  rise, 

When  deep  cries  out  to  deep, 
When  angry  clouds  obscure  the  skies, 
My  soul  in  safety  keep. 

2  Thy  promise  has  in  troubles  past 

My  staff  of  succor  been ; 
Support  me  now,  while  trials  last,         . 
Nor  leave  me  in  my  sin. 

3  No  sacrifice  my  soul  can  plead, 

But  that  rich  offering  paid, 
When  Christ  on  Calvary  deigned  to  bleed, 
And  full  atonement  made. 

4  Forever  here  I  rest  my  cause ; 

In  faith  I  make  this  plea : 
Christ  hath  obeyed  thy  righteous  laws, 
Christ  hath  expired  for  me. 

698.  C  M.  Watts. 

Pleading  the  Promises.     Ps.  119  :  49,  74. 

1  BEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 

And  promised  quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

O,  bear  thy  servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
That  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 

699.  C.  M.  Steku. 

Keep  me  from  the  snare.     Ps.  141  :  9. 

1  ALAS !  what  hourly  dangers  rise ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven,  O,  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 

3  O  gracious  God.  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
O,  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  lure  my  heart, 

Or  draw  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide. 

6  O,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  waj, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

700.  L.  M.  Waits 

Songs  in  the  Night     Ps.  42  :  6-11. 

1  MY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 

But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Still  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

3  I  '11  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low, 

Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too, 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

4  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still, 

Thy  words  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
Mv  Goa,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

701*  8S.  TOPLADT. 

Prayer  in  Despondency.     Ps.  130. 

1  ENCOMPASSED  with  clouds  of  distress, 

Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine : 
Disheartened  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load ; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  on  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep : 
O'erwhelmed  and  cast  out  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests  in  that  hour, 
The  Lord  has  forgotten  me  quite, 

Mv  God  will  be  gracious  no  more. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrors  shall  cease ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower : 
O,  gladden  my  desolate  heart ; 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 


702.  L.   M.  GlSBORNE. 

Seeking  God.    Ps.  42. 

1  AS,  panting  in  the  sultry  beam, 
The  hart  desires  the  cooling  stream, 
So  to  thy  presence,  Lord,  I  flee, 

So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee. 

2  But  rising  griefs  distress  my  soul, 
And  tears  on  tears  successive  roll ; 
For  many  an  evil  voice  is  near, 

To  chide  my  woe  and  mock  my  fear. 

3  For  I  have  walked  the  happy  round 
That  circles  Zion's  holy  ground, 
And  gladly  swelled  the  choral  lays 

That  hymned  my  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

4  Ah,  why,  by  passing  clouds  oppressed, 
Should  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breast, 
And  silent  memory  weep  alone, 

O'er  hours  of  peace  and  gladness  flown? 

5  Turn,  turn  to  him  in  every  pain, 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain; 
Thy  strength  in  joy's  ecstatic  day, 
Thy  hope  when  joy  has  passed  away. 

703.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Earnest  Longing*.     Ps.  42  : 1-5. 

1  WITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSFTUDES. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  1 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
N     My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

4  But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

5  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove ; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 
And  sing  restoring  love. 

* 

704.  S.   M.  tfETTTOIT. 

What  I  would,  I  do  not.     Rom.  7  :  15. 

1  I  WOULD,  but  cannot  sing ; 

I  would,  but  cannot  pray ; 

For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try, 

And  frights  my  soul  away. 

2  I  would,  but  can 't  repent, 

Though  I  endeavor  oft ; 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  make  it  soft. 

3  O,  could  I  but  believe ! 

Then  all  would  easy  be : 
I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve, 
My  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

4  But  if  indeed  I  would, 

Though  I  can  nothing  do ; 
Yet  the  desire  is  something  good, 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

5  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 

The  work  thou  hast  begun  1 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

705.  C.  M.  Steward. 
Hoping,  yet  trembling. 

1  MY  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 

To  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
That  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

2  I  hope  to  hear,  and  join,  the  song 

That  saints  and  angels  raise, 
And,  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

3  But  O,  this  dreadful  heart  of  sin ! 

It  may  deceive  me  still, 
And,  while  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

4  Come,  then,  O  btessed  Jesus,  come ! 

To  me  thy  Spirit  give ; 
Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul, 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 

706.  S.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 
Prayer  in  Difficulties.     Exod.  14  : 1-22. 

1  LIKE  Israel,  Lord,  am  I ; 

My  soul  is  at  a  stand  ; 
A  sea  before,  a  host  behind, 
And  rocks  on  either  hand. 

2  O  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee, 

And  would  thy  word  obey : 
Bid  me  advance ;  and,  through  the  sea, 
Create  a  new-made  way. 

3  The  time  of  greatest  straits 

Thy  chosen  time  has  been 

To  manifest  thy  power  is  great. 

And  make  thy  glory  seen. 

4  O,  send  deliverance  down  ; 

Display  the  arm  divine ; 
So  shall  the  praise  be  all  thine  own, 
And  I  be  doubly  thine. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

707.  C.  M.  Steel* 
Longing  for  Jesus'  Presence. 

1  THOU  lovely  Source  of  true  delight ! 

Unseen,  whom  I  adore, 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines ; 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sins  and  sorrows  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  heart  supplies. 

4  But  ah,  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain ; 
My  gloomy  fears  arise  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 

O,  come  with  blissful  ray  ; 
Break,  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
Then  shall  I  see  thy  glorious  face 
In  endless  joy  above. 

708.  L.  M.  Cowpeil 

The  Tempest-tossed. 

1  THE  billows  swell ;  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 
Control  the  waves ; 

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TEMPTATIONS    AND     VICISSITUDES. 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  Though  tempest-tossed,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  rain 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 


709.  CM.  B.  Manly,  Jr. 

Neither  sim  nor  star  for  many  days.     Acts  2*7 :  20. 

1  GOD  of  the  seas,  whose  ruling  voice 

Their  mighty  power  restrains, 
And  guides  the  courses  of  the  winds 
O'er  all  those  rolling  plains ; — 

2  'Tis  thine  to  calm  the  troubled  breast, 

To  quell  the  storm  of  cares, 
To  guard  the  mind,  when  tempest-tossed 
By  all  its  wrecking  fears. 

3  When  floods  of  doubts,  and  billows  dark 

Crowd  in  to  overwhelm, 
Though  sun  nor  star  appear,  I  know 
My  Father 's  at  the  helm. 

4  He  breathes  the  winds,  he  sends  the  waves 

Which  round  me  rage  or  sleep ; 
What  I  've  committed  to  his  hands, 
He  will  securely  keep. 

710.  CM.  Steele. 

The  Lord  a  Refuge  in  Affliction.    Jer.  16 :  19. 

1  DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  eanst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee, 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 


i  L.  M.  S.  Stennett, 

Backsliding  deprecated. 

1  JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Thou  hast  redeemed  me  with  thy  blood ; 
By  ties  perpetual  and  divine, 

I  am,  and  ever  will  be,  thine. 

2  But,  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  I  'm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate  ; 
The  guilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate; 
And  yet,  so  mighty  are  my  foes, 

I  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord ! 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford ; 
O,  steel  this  timorous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears; 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honors  of  the  Christian  name. 

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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

712.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Christ s  Presence  our  Joy. 

1  OF  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 

Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest ! 
Love  the  best  blessing  here  below, 
The  nearest  image  of  the  blest. 

2  While  we  are  held  in  thine  embrace, 

There  's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove; 
Each  smile  upon  thy  beauteous  face 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  While  of  thy  absence  we  complain, 

And  long,  or  weep,  in  all  we  do, 
There  's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain ; 
And  tears  have  their  own  sweetness  too. 

4  Jesus,  our  God,  yet  rather  come ! 

Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face : 
'Tis  best  to  see  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  presence  of  his  grace. 

713.  P.  M.  Newton. 
Former  Joys  remembered. 

1  ONCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 

Firmly  fixed,  no  more  to  move ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love : 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Little  then  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power ; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew  ; 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  has  turned  my  day  to  night. 

3  Saviour,  shine,  and  cheer  my  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

"    14.  L.  M.  Steels. 

The  indwelling  Spirit. 

1  DEAR  Lord  !  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 

In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine ! 
Unworthy  dwelling !  glorious  guest ! 
Favor  astonishing,  divine ! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
j        And  hope  almost  expires  in  night, 

Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be'  here, 

Great  Spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light  1 

3  Sure,  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh  ! 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
N     Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 

7 1 5.  L.  M.  Steels 

The  Spirit  of  Holiness  and  Hope. 

1  WHENE'ER  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 

Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 

2  What  less  than  thine  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  1 

3  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 

"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

4  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 

Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

716.  8s.  Newton. 

Presence  of  Christ  longed  for. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flower.* 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  with  me : 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay, 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  Him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice , 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice : 
I  should,  were  He  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind. 
While  blessed  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky : 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

717.  L.  M.  Cowpeb. 

Return  unto  thy  rest,  0  my  soul.     Ps.  116  :  7. 

1  WHEN  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 
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TEMPTATIONS    AND    VICISSITUDES. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  O  let  me,  then,  at  length  be  taught — 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ; 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But  O,  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive 

As  1  am  ready  to  repine  ; 
Thou  therefore  all  the  praise  receive ; 
Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 

718.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Fawoett. 

Waiting  on  the  Lord.     Ps.  27  :  14. 

1  O,  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 

Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness ; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone : 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day, 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay : 

Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within, 

Jesus  saith  he  '11  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
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REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 
And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road, 

His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee ; 
Soon  he  '11  bring  thee  home  to  God : 

Therefore  praise  him, 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 


7  19,  CM.  Wat* 

Inconstancy  deplored. 

1  WHY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

3  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

4  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  soul 

That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 
Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll 
That  let  a  Saviour  go ! 


REPENTANCE    FOR   BACKSLIDIN1 

720.  CM.  STEE1.K 

I  remember  my  faults  this  day.     Gen.  41  :  9. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
Low  at  thy  feet,  ashamed,  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 
446 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  % 

Ah,  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  detained,  betrayed 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 

3  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

4  O,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 

5  Then  shall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
And,  grateful,  own  how  kind,  how  sweet, 
Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 

121.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Turn  unto  me  and  have  mercy.     Ps.  25  :  15-22. 

1  MINE  eyes  and  my  desire 

Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promised  grace, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul; 

Bring  thy  salvation  near ; 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
From  every  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ] 

4  O,  keep  my  soul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

5  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  see  thy  face  again ; 
Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
"He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain.'* 

447 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

722.  S.  M.  WA1TO 

Ingratitude  lamented. 

1  IS  this  the  kind  return  % 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ? — 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  1 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we ! 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  st 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

7  23.  CM.  S.Stejo. 

Wlio  shall  deliver  me  ?     Rom.  1 :  24. 

1  WITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 

Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin ! 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggling^  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 

4  Break,  sovereign  grace,  O  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free  : 
Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 
448 


REPENTANCE    FOil    BACKSLIDING. 

121.  S.  M. 

Co?ifession  of  Sin. 

1  ONCE  more  we  meet  to  pray, 

Once  more  our  guilt  confess  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thine  ear  away 
From  creatures  in  distress. 

2  Our  sins  to  heaven  ascend, 

And  there  for  vengeance  cry ; 
O  God,  behold  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Who  intercedes  on  high. 

3  Though  we  are  vile  indeed, 

And  well  deserve  thy  curse, 

The  merits  of  thy  Son  we  plead;, 

Who  lived  and  died  for  us. 

4  Now  let  thy  bosom  yearn, 

As  it  hath  done  before ; 
Return  to  us,  O  God,  return, 
And  ne'er  forsake  us  more. 

725.  L.    M.  DODDRIDGX 

Drawing  nigh  to  God.    Jam.  4 :  8. 

1  RETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  life's  vain  shadows  chase  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  retreat, 

In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 

And  let  me  here  thy  presence  meet. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  known  and  purified. 

4  Then  let  the  visits  0*  thy  love 

My  inmost  soul  be  made  to  share, 
Till  every  grace  combine  to  prove 

That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 
19*  449 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

726.  CM.  Watts. 

0  that  I  knew  where  I  might  find  him.     Job  23 :  3,  4. 

1  O,  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place 

Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I  'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tejl  him  how  my  sins  arise; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I  'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 
I  'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

727.  L.  M.  Kelly 

Turning  again  to  the  Lord.     Lam.  3  :  40. 

1  O,  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 

That  marked  our  union  With  the  Lord  ? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 

To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known ? 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  him  alone  ? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 

In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 

The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved' 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee ; 

O,  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile: 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  wc  see, 
O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thy  smile. 
450 


EEPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

728  H.  M.  Winchell's  Skl. 

We  would  see  Jesus.     John  12  :  21. 

\    WHERE  is  my  Saviour  now. 

Whose  smiles  I  once  possessed  ? 
Till  he  return,  I  bow, 
By  heavy  grief  oppressed : 

"&.?  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 

Aiud  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

2  Where  can  the  mourner  go, 

And  tell  his  tale  of  grief? 
Ah,  who  can  soothe  his  woe, 

And  give  him  sweet  relief? 
Earth  cannot  heal  the  wounded  breast, 
Or  give  the  troubled  sinner  rest. 

3  Jesus,  thy  smiles  impart; 

My  gracious  Lord,  return, 
A^d  ease  my  wounded  heart, 

And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn : 
The.*  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  ^eace  and  heaven  be  found  in  thee. 

7  29.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Pardoning  Love  implored.     Jer.  3  :  22. 

1  HOW  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wandered  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "  Return :" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
O,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  adore; 
O,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more, 
451 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

730.  CM.  Cowper. 

Walking  with  God.     Gen.  5  :  24. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God ! 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ! 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still !    t 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


731..  CM.  Watm. 

Unfruitfulness  deplored. 

1  LONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain ! 
452 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING, 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 

How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above! 
How  few  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 


rf  tf£  7s,  6s,  &  8s.  C.  Weslky. 

The  Lord  looked  on  Peter.     Luke  22:61. 

1  JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wandering  sheep ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored  ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart. 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown. 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

S  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake, 
The  gracious  wonder  show; 
Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
453 


REPENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

733,  6s  &  8s,  peculiar.        C.  Elizabeth. 
I  will  arise  and  go  unto  my  Father.     Luke  15  :  18. 

1  WHEN  burdened  is  my  breast, 
When  friendless  seems  my  lot, 
When  earth  affords  no  rest. 
And  refuge  I  have  not : 

Father !  if  thou  wilt  suffer  me, 

1  will  arise  and  come  to  thee. 

2  When  conscience  thunders  loud, 

When  sins  in  dread  array 
Upon  my  memory  crowd, 

And  fill  me  with  dismay ; 
Yet  glancing  once  on  Calvary, 
Father !  I  '11  rise  and  come  to  thee. 

3  And  if  I  am  a  child, 

But  have  backslidden  still, 
And,  filled  with  projects  wild, 

Have  followed  my  own  will ; 
Yet  penitent,  resolved  I  '11  be, 
Father !  to  rise  and  come  to  thee. 

4  And  thou  in  love  wilt  turn 

To  thy  poor  rebel  child ; 
Nor  let  thine  anger  burn, 

Though  sin  my  heart  beguiled : 
Thy  voice  shall  greet  me  graciously, 
"  Arise !  arise !  and  come  to  me." 

734.  CM.  Newton 
0  that  I  were  as  in  months  past.     Job  29  :  2. 

1  SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
454 


RETENTANCE    FOR    BACKSLIDING. 

3  In  prayer  iny  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glories  shine ; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in,  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  gto  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

O,  make  my  soul  thy  care : 

I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 

Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

T  *?  >•  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Wanderings  confessed.     Ps.  119  :  176. 

1  LORD,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way, 
Like  foolish  sheep  have  gone  astray  ; 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left, 
And  of  their  guard  our  souls  bereft : — 

2  Exposed  to  want,  exposed  to  harm, 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm ; 
Nor  will  these  fatal  wanderings  cease, 
Till  thou  reveal  the  path  of  peace. 

3  O,  seek  thy  thoughtless  servants,  Lord, 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word ; 

Our  erring  feet  do  thou  restore, 
And  keep  us,  that  we  stray  no  more. 

736.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

Faith  struggling  against  Doubts.     Mark  9  :  24. 

1  AND  be  it  so — that,  till  this  hour, 

We  never  knew  what  faith  has  meant ; 
And,  slaves  to  sin  and  Satan's  power, 
Have  never  felt  these  hearts  relent. 

2  What  shall  we  do  ? — shall  we  lie  down, 

Sink  in  despair,  and  groan,  and  die  ? 
And,  sunk  beneath  th'  Almighty's  frown, 
Not  glance  one  cheerful  hope  on  high  ? 
455 


RESIGNATION. 

3  Forbid  it,  Saviour!  to  thy  grace 

As  sinners,  strangers,  we  will  come,  ; 
Among  thy  saints  we  ask  a  place — 
For  hi  thy  mercy  there  is  room. 

4  Lord,  we  believe !  O,  chase  away 

The  gloomy  clouds  of  unbelief: 
Lord,  we  repent!  O,  let  thy  ray 
Dissolve  our  htarts  in  sa<*red  grief! 

5  Now  spread  the  banner  of  thy  love, 

And  let  us  know  that  we  are  thine ; 
Cheer  us  with  blessings  from  above — 
With  all  the  joys  of  hope  divine! 


RESIGNATION. 

737.  CM.  H.  M.  Williams. 

The  way  of  man  is  not  in  himself.     Jer.  10 :  23. 

1  WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
456 


RESIGNATION. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 

7  38.  S.  M.  Noel's  Col. 

All  things  work  together  for  good.     Rom.  8  :  28. 

1  IF  on  a  quiet  sea 

Towards  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
We  '11  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  at  thy  control ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 
And,  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

7  39.  S.  M.  Beddoms. 

Fearless  Trust  in  God.     Ps.  56  :  11. 

1  WHEN  sorrows  round  us  roll, 

And  comforts  we  have  none, 
Dear  Saviour,  say  that  thou  art  ours, 
And  all  our  griefs  are  gone. 

2  Is  there  no  friend  to  cheer 

In  times  of  deep  distress — 
A  smile  from  thee  will  help  to  bear, 
Or  make  the  burden  less. 
457 


RESIGNATION. 

3  Though  in  the  gloomy  vale 

Of  death,  we  fear  no  harm, 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  grace, 
Reclining  on  thine  arm. 

4  This  is  our  utmost  wish, 

O  Lord — that  thou  wouldst  be, 
Forever,  ever  near  to  us, 
And  keep  us  near  to  thee. 

740.  Is. 

Our  times  in  God's  hand.     Ps.  31 :  15. 

1  LORD,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand : 
All  my  fondest  hopes  have  planned 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

2  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give ; 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live : 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

3  Fond  ambition,  whisper  not ; 
Happy  is  my  humble  lot : 
Anxious,  busy  cares,  away ; 

I  'm  provided  for  to-day. 

4  O,  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer, 

Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude ! 

741.  CM.  Bediome. 
Holy  Contentment.     Ps.  31:15. 

1  MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 

Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
Thev  were  entirely  thine. 
458 


RESIGNATION. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 
Though  all  the  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

1 42.  S.  M.  Songs  in  tile  Night 

My  times  are  in  thy  hand.     Ps.  31 :  15. 

1  MY  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 

My  God,  F  d  have  them  there ; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul  I  leave, 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  My  times  are  in  thy  hand, 

Whatever  they  may  be ; 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  My  times  are  in  thy  hand : 

Why  should  I  doubt,  or  fear? 
My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  My  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 

I  leave  them,  Lord,  with  thee : 
O,  guide  me  to  the  blissful  land 
Of  love  and  purity ! 

743*  C.  M.  Hatveis 

Submission. 

1  SUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 

I  all  to  thee  resign, 
And  bow  before  thy  chastening  rod ; 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  heart  complain, 

When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above? 

3  How  short  are  all  my  sufferings  here  1 

How  needful  every  cross ! 
Away,  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 
459 


RESIGNATION. 

4  Then  give,  O  Lord,  or  take  away, 
I  '11  bless  thy  sacred  name  : 
Jesus  to-day,  and  yesterday, 
And  ever,  is  the  same. 

7  44»  CM.  Merrick's  Col. 

Thy  will  be  done.     Matt.  6  :  10. 

1  AUTHOR  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn : 

Thine  ever-wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O,  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 

3  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply : 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny. 

7  4-5.  7s.      (6  lines.)  Newton. 

Childlike  Confidence.     Matt.  18:3. 

1  QUIET,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art ; 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child, 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide. 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave. 
'Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care, 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own — 
Knows  he 's  neither  strong  nor  wise. 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  ; — 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 
460 


RESIGNATION. 

4  Thus,  preserved  from  Satan's  wiles, 
Safe  from  dangers,  free  from  fears, 

May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles, 

Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 

When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 

All  their  Father's  boundless  love. 

7  46.  C.  M.  iujfle& 

A  Light  in  Darkness.     Mic.  *7  :  8. 

1  THOU  boundless  Source  of  every  good, 

Our  best  desires  fulfil ; 
We  would  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
And  mark  thy  sovereign  will. 

2  In  all  thy  mercies  may  our  souls 

Thy  bounteous  goodness  see ; 

Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  hand  imparts 

Estrange  our  hearts  from  thee. 

3  Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  O  God, 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

4  In  every  changing  scene  of  life, 

Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind — 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

5  Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright ; 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear ; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  strength  to  persevere. 

6  Then  may  we  close  our  eyes  in  death 

Without  a  fear  or  care ; 
For  death  is  life,  and  labor  rest, 
If  thou  art  with  us  there. 

747.  Peculiar.  Pkrennluu 

Thy  mil  be  done.     Luke  11:2. 

1  MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
O,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"  Thy  will  be  done." 
461 


RESIGNATION. 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  ray  lot, 
Let  me  be  still,  and  murmur  not, 

And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
"  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize — it  ne'er  was  mine — 
I  onlv  yield  thee  what  is  thine ; 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

5  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

In  life  or  death  teach  me  to  say, 
"  Thy  will  be  done." 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

7  48.  C  M.  Percy  Chapel  Coi 

Tliy  trill  be  done.     Matt.  26  :  42. 

1  FATHER,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just, 

Although  to  me  unknown ; 
O,  grant  me  grace  thy  love  to  trust, 
And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  If  thou  shouldst  hedge  with  thorns  my  path, 

Should  wealth  and  friends  be  gone, 
Still,  with  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 
I  '11  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Although  thy  steps  I  cannot  trace, 

Thy  sovereign  right  I  '11  own ; 
And,  as  instructed  bv  thy  grace, 
I  '11  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  'Tis  sweet  thus  passively  to  lie 

Before  thy  gracious  throne, 
Concerning  every  ihing  to  cry, 
"  My  Father's  will  be  done." 
462 


RESIGNATION. 


749.  C  M.  Steele. 

Giving  thanks  always  for  all  things.     Eph.  5  :  20. 

1  FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  Sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

7  50.  C.  M.  Cowper. 

No  good  thing  withheld  from  the  upright     Ps.  84 :  11. 

1  O  LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears'? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  rather  let  me  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize,  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth ! 

5  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 
463 


RESIGNATION. 

7  51.  CM.  Steels. 

Filial  Submission.     Heb.  12    7. 

1  AND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 

To  say,  "My  Father,"  God? 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  "  My  Father," — O,  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

7  52.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

Affliction  wisely  sent.     Job  5  :  6-8. 

1  NOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 

Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  : 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes, 
A  sad  inheritance. 

2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 

And  still  are  upwards  borne, 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promised  grace ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 

4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  ra,T  Father  please. 
464 


RESIGNATION. 

753.  Peculiar.  Conder  . 

Partaking  the  Sufferings  of  Christ.     1  Pet.  4:13. 

1  AS  much  have  I  of  worldly  good 

As  e'er  my  Master  had, 
1  diet  on  as  dainty  food, 
And  am  as  richly  clad, 
Though  plain  my  garb,  though  scant  my  board, 
As  Mary's  Son  and  nature's  Lord. 

2  The  manger  was  his  infant  bed, 

His  home  the  mountain-cave ; 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head, 
He  borrowed  e'en  his  grave : 
Earth  yielded  him  no  resting  spot —        » 
Her  Maker — but  she  knew  him  not. 

3  As  much  the  world's  good-will  I  share, 

Its  favors  and  applause, 
As  he  whose  blessed  name  I  bear — 

Hated  without  a  cause ; 
Despised,  rejected,  mocked  by  pride; 
Betrayed,  forsaken,  crucified. 

4  Why  should  I  court  my  Master's  foe? 

Why  should  I  fear  its  frown  ] 
Why  should  I  seek  for  rest  below, 

Or  sigh  for  brief  renown  ? 
A  pilgrim  to  a  better  land— 
An  heir  of  joy  at  God's  right  hand. 


54:.  C.    M.  MoNTGOHEa? . 

Benefit  of  Affliction.     Ps.  119  :  11,  75. 

1  I  CANNOT  call  affliction  sweet; 

And  yet 't  was  good  to  bear: 
Affliction  brought  me  to  thy  feet, 
And  I  found  comfort  there. 

2  My  wearied  soul  was  all  resigned 

To  thy  most  gracious  will : 
O  had  I  kept  that  better  mind, 
Or  been  afflicted  still ! 
20*  465 


RESIGNATION. 

3  Where  are  the  vows  which  then  I  vow  ed  ? 

The  joys  which  then.  I  knew  1 
Those  vanished  like  the  morning  cloud; 
These,  like  the  early  dew. 

4  Lord,  grant  me  grace  for  every  day, 

Whate'er  my  state  may  be ; 
Through  life,  in  death,  with  truth  to  say, 
"  My  God  is  all  to  me." 

7  55.  C.  M.  Waits 

Afflictions  instructive.     Ps.  119  :  153,  81,  82. 

1  CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  thy  deliverance  send ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's*  rod  ; 
Affliction  made  me  lesrn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

3  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

4  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

7  56,  C.  M.  Psalmist 

Advantages  of  Affliction. 

1  O  GOD,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 

In  deep  distress  doth  fly ; 
Thy  love  can  all  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  band 

Around  their  victim  stood, 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good ! 
466 


RESIGNATION. 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  my  bosom  free 
From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  my  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Affliction's  blast  hath  made  me  learn 

To  feel  for  others'  woe, 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern, 
My  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms;  ye  billows,  roar; 

My  heart  defies  your  shock ; 
Ye  make  me  cling  to  God  the  more — 
To  God,  my  sheltering  rock. 

7  57  S.  M.  Sac.  Songs. 

He  doth  not  afflict  willingly.     Lam  3  :  33. 

1  HOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 

O  thou  most  gracious  Lord ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been ! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew ; 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  strength  confide ; 
Forever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

258.  L.  M.  Cowpee 

In  their  affliction  they  will  seek  me  early.     Hos.  5  :  15. 

1  LORD,  unafflicted,  undismayed, 
In  pleasure's  path  secure  I  strayed  ; 
Thou  mad'st  me  feel  affliction's  rod, 
And  straight  I  turned  unto  my  Gud. 
467 


RESIGNATION. 

2  What  though  it  pierced  my  fainting  heart ! 
I  bless  the  hand  that  caused  the  smart; 

It  taught  my  tears  awhile  to  flow, 
But  saved  me  from  eternal  woe. 

3  O,  hadst  thou  left  me  unchastised, 
Thy  precepts  I  had  still  despised ; 
And  still  the  snare  in  secret  laid, 
Had  my  unwary  feet  betrayed. 


1  59.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Sanctified  Afflictions.     Ps.  119 :  67,  59,  11 

1  FATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ; 

How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod, 
That  forced  ray  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God! 

2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray 

Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke. 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 


T60.  6s  &  10s.  Martineaf. 

Christ  a  Man  of  Sorrows.     Isai.  53:3. 

1  THOU,  who  didst  stoop  below, 
To  drain  the  cup  of  woe, 

And  wear  the  form  of  frail  mortality — 

Thy  blessed  labors  done, 

Thy  crown  of  victory  won — 
Hast  passed  from  earth — passed  to  thy  home  on  high 

2  It  was  no  path  of  flowers, 
Through  this  dark  world  of  ours, 

Beloved  of  the  Father,  thou  didst  tread; 

And  shall  we,  in  dismay, 

Shrink  from  the  narrow  way, 
When  clouds  and  darkness  are  around  it  spread? 
468 


RESIGNATION. 

3  O  Thou,  who  art  our  life, 

Be  with  us  through  the  strife ; 
Thine  own  meek  head  by  rudest  storms  was  bowed 

Raise  thou  our  eyes  above, 

To  see  a  Father's  love 
Beam,  like  a  bow  of  promise,  through  the  cloud 

4  E'en  through  the  awful  gloom, 
Which  hovers  o'er  the  tomb, 

That  light  of  love  our  guiding  star  shall  be ; 

Our  spirits  shall  not  dread 

The  shadowy  way  to  tread, 
Friend,  Guardian,  Saviour,  which  doth  lead  to  thee. 


161.  H.  M.  Bengel. 

Patience  in  Suffering. 

1  I  'LL  think  upon  the  woes, 

Most  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
To  which  thou  didst  expose, 

Upon  th'  accursed  wood, 
Thyself  for  mine  iniquity, 
And  bless  thee  still  in  chastening  me. 

2  Why  should  my  will  complain, 

When  all  he  means  is  kind  ? 
Though  great  my  grief  and  pain, 

To  him  I  '11  be  resigned ; 
Yes,  wait  and  hope,  as  me  behooves : 
The  Father  chastens  whom  he  loves. 

3  I  cannot  take  amiss 

These  sufferings,  as  too  great; 
Thou  'rt  good,  though  they  increase ; 

Still  patiently  I  '11  wait : 
111  it  becomes  me  to  repine; 
Make  me  in  life  and  spirit  thine. 

4  My  heart  shall  envy  none 

Who  seem  to  prosper  more ; 
Only  may  I  be  one 

Of  thine  who  so  endure, 
That  here  in  piety  they  thrive, 
Till  heavenly  perfectness  arrive. 
469 


'       RESIGNATION. 

5  Thou  fount  of  all  delight, 
And  secret  of  my  joy, 
Though  many  a  tearful  night 
May  still  my  heart  employ, 
Yet  will  I  hope  one  day  to  see 
A  blest  eternity  with  thee. 

762.  Vs.  Cowrra. 

Chosen  in  the  furnace  of  affliction.     Isai.  48  :  10. 

1  'TIS  my  happiness  below, 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

4  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 
I  should  prove  a  cast-away  ? 

5  Aliens  may  escape  the  rod, 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight ; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 
Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 

163.  L.  M.     (6  lines.)  R.  Grant. 

The  Fellowship  of  Christ s  Sufferings.     PhiL  3-10. 

1  WHEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few 
On  Him  1  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain  : 
He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 
470 


RESIGNATION. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do ; 

Still  He  who  felt  temptation's  power, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And  sore  dismayed  my  spirit  dies, 
Yet  He,  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sickening  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

4  When,  sorrowing,  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 

And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while — 
Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

5  And  O,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,  for  the  u  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

764.  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be.     Deut.  33  :  25. 

1  AFFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near; 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee 
That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ? 
He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 
And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 
For,  as  thy  days,  thv  strength  shall  be. 

471 


RESIGNATION. 

4  .Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 
That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  called  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 
Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty — 
Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free ; 
And,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

765.  Vs. 

Strength  equal  to  the  Day.     Deut.  S3  :  25 

1  WAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 

"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar,  still  to  thee 
God  has  promised  needful  grace ; 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see — 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, 

"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I  'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free ; 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 

M  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

766*  L-  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Afflictions  working  Glory.     2  Cor.  4:17. 

1  YES,  'tis  a  rough  and  thorny  road 
That  leads  us  to  the  saints'  abode; 
But  when  our  Father's  house  we  gain, 
'T  will  make  amends  for  all  our  pain. 

472 


RESIGNATION. 

2  And  what  is  all  we  suffer  now, 
Or  all  we  can  endure  below, 

To  that  bright  day  when  Christ  shall  come, 
And  take  his  weary  pilgrims  home  ? 

3  Then  let  us  walk  without  complaint 
The  thorny  road,  and  never  faint ; 
Though  now  by  weariness  oppressed, 
The  end  is  everlasting  rest. 

4  And  when  we  gain  the  saints'  abode, 
We'll  then  look  back  upon  the  road: 
The  recollection  of  the  past 

Will  sweeten  our  repose  at  last. 

767»  C.  M.        Songs  in  the  Night 

It  is  I,  be  not  afraid.     Matt.  14 :  27. 

1  WHEN  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 

My  soul  is  not  dismayed ; 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well — 
"  'Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 

2  When  black  the  threatening  skies  appear, 

And  storms  my  path  invade, 
Those  accents  tranquillize  each  fear — 
"  'Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 

3  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  be  crossed — 

Saviour,  be  near  to  aid ! 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  tossed, 
"  'Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 

4  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale, 

Death  hides  within  its  shade ; 
O  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
"  'Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 


7GS.  CM.  T.  Gbeen. 

The  Lord  gave.    Job  1:21. 

1  IT  is  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  light, 
Whose  claims  are  all  divine, 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 
20*  473 


RESIGNATION. 

2  It  is  the  Lord,  who  gives  me  aL 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

3  It  is  the  Lord,  my  faithful  God — 

Thrice  blessed  be  his  name — 
Whose  gracious  promise,  sealed  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

4  And  can  my  soul,  with  hopes  like  these, 

.  Be  faithless,  or  repine  1 
No,  gracious  God;  take  what  thou  please  ; 
To  thee  I  all  resign. 


769.  CM.  Edmeston, 
Whom  the  Lord  loveth  he  chasteneth.     Heb.  12:6. 

1  O  THOU  whose  mercy  guides  my  way, 

Though  now  it  seem  severe, 
Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say 
There  is  no  mercy  here. 

2  O,  grant  me  to  desire  the  pain 

That  comes  in  kindness  down, 
More  than  the  world's  alluring  gain 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 

3  Then,  though  thou  bow  my  spirit  low, 

Love  only  shall  I  see ; 
The  very  hand  that  strikes  the  blow 
Was  wounded  once  for  me. 

770,  8s.  Skablb. 
An  Anchor  to  the  Soul. 

1  HOW  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest, 

When  nature's  affliction  is  near! 
The  soul  that  can  trust  thee  is  blest ; 
Thy  smiles  bring  my  freedom  from  fear. 

2  The  Lord  has  in  kindness  declared 

That  those  who  will  trust  in  his  name 
Shall  in  the  sharp  conflict  be  spared. 
His  mercy  and  love  to  proclaim. 
474 


fiESIGNATION. 

3  This  promise  shall  he  to  my  som 

A  messenger  sent  from  the  skies, 
An  anchor  when  billows  shal]  roll, 
A  refuge  when  tempests  arise. 

4  O  Saviour,  the  promise  fulfil ; 

Its  comfort  impart  to  my  mind ; 
Then  calmly  I  '11  bow  to  thy  will, 
To  the  cup  of  affliction  resigned. 

7  71.  8s.  Bath  Col 

Thou  hast  known  my  soul  in  adversities.    Ps.  31:7. 

1  O  THOU  whose  compassionate  care 

Forbids  my  fond  heart  to  complain, 
Now  graciously  teach  me  to  bear 
The  weight  of  affliction  and  pain. 

2  Though  cheerless  my  days  seem  to  flow, 

Though  weary  and  wakeful  my  nights ; 
What  comfort  it  gives  me  to  know 
'Tis  the  hand  of  a  Father  that  smites ! 

3  A  tender  physician  thou  art, 

Who  woundest  in  order  to  heal, 
And  comfort  divine  dost  impart 
To  soften  the  anguish  we  feel. 

4  O,  let  this  correction  be  blest, 

And  answer  thy  gracious  design ; 
Then  grant  that  my  soul  may  find  rest 
In  comforts  so  healing  as  thine. 

7  7  2.  S.  M.  Watts 

The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I.     Ps.  61. 

1  WHEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That 's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 
475 


RESIGNATION. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I  '11  abide ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

773.  10s  &  lis.  Newxow. 

I  will  tricst,  and  not  be  afraid.     IsaL  12  :  2. 

1  BEGONE,  unbelief!  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear  : 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform : 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide : 

Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love,  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite  thro'. 

4  Determined  to  save,  lie  watched  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with  death ; 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me  to  put  me  to  shame  ? 

5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ? — he  told  me  no  less : 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation  must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup  no  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might  live ! 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than  mine ; 
Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food ; 
Though  painful  at  present,  't  will  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  O  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song ! 

476 


RESIGNATION. 


774.  C  M.  Cotton. 
Hope  amid  Billows.     Ps.  42  and  43. 

1  WHY,  O  my  soul,  O  why  depressed, 

And  whence  thine  anxious  fears  ? 
Let  former  favors  fix  thy  trust, 
And  check  thy  rising  tears. 

2  Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  succeeds  to  wave ; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

3  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys 

Can  give  my  spirit  peace ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrows  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustained  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  On  him  I  trust  and  build  my  hope, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod : 
In  vain  the  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
While  he  is  still  my  God. 

775.  L.  M.  Newton. 

They  shall  not  be  ashamed  that  wait  for  me.     Isai.  49  :  23. 

1  BE  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide  ? 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ] 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  1 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  passed, 
Ani  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last? 

477 


RESIGNATION. 


Though  rough  and  thorny  be  thy  road, 
It  leads  thee  home  apace  to  God  ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 


776.  L.  M.  Hebee. 

Who  shall  separate  us  from  the  love  of  Christ  ?    Rom.  8 :  35 

1  THOUGH  sorrows  rise,  and  dangers  roll, 
In  waves  of  darkness  o'er  my  soul ; 
Though  friends  are  false,  and  love  decays, 
And  few  and  evil  are  my  days ; 
Though  conscience,  fiercest  of  my  foes, 
Swells  with  remembered  guilt  my  woes — 
Yet  even  in  nature's  utmost  ill, 

I  love  thee,  Lord,  I  love  thee  still. 

2  Though  Sinai's  curse,  in  thunder  dread, 
Peals  o'er  my  unprotected  head, 

And  memory  points,  with  busy  pain, 
To  grace  and  mercy  given  in  vain, 
Till  nature,  shrinking  in  the  strife, 
Would  fly  to  hell  t'  escape  from  life — 
Though  every  thought  has  power  to  kill, 
I  love  thee,  Lord,  I  love  thee  still. 

3  O,  by  the  pangs  thyself  hast  borne, 
The  ruffian's  blow,  the  tyrant's  scorn, 
By  Sinai's  curse,  whose  dreadful  doom 
Was  buried  in  thy  guiltless  tomb  ; 

By  these,  my  pangs,  whose  healing  smart 
Thy  grace  has  planted  in  my  heart, 
I  know,  I  feel  thy  bounteous  will ; 
Thou  lov'st  me,  Lord,  thou  lov'st  me  still. 


777.  C  M.  Waits. 

They  that  wait  upon  the  Lord  renew  their  strength. 
Isai.  40 :  27-31. 

1  WHENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise? 
And  where 's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  restless  sin  or  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 
478 


RESIGNATION. 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  name 

That  formed  the  earth  and  sea  1 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Almighty  strength  and  boundless  grace 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ! 
He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 
And  dooms  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  power  shall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
But  we,  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  strength  increase. 


778.  C.  M.  Fawol^. 

Then  shall  I  know  even  as  also  I  anuknouun.     1  Coj    J.'    '/ 

1  THY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea, 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  When  I  behold  thine  awful  hand 

My  earthly  hopes  destroy, 

In  deep  astonishment  I  stand, 

And  ask  the  reason,  why  ? 

3  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above ! 

4  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will  ; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight : 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

5  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  gTace ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
479 


RESIGNATION. 

779.  C.  M.  Coombs. 

A  strength  to  the  needy,  a  refuge  from  the  storm.    Isai.  25 :  4 

1  IN  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong, 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies ; 
My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  ray  soul, 

To  thy  Redeemer's  name  ! 

In  joy  or  sorrow,  life  or  death, 

His  love  is  still  the  same. 


7  80.  C.  M.  Ur^ick's  Col. 

God  is  the  strength  of  my  heart.     Pa.  13  :  26. 

1  FATHER  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O,  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love, 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

5  Let  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart; 

Let  pain  and  sorrow  cease ; 
Be  thou  the  portion  of  our  heart; 
In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 
480 


RESIGNATION. 

781.  CM.  Haves. 

Remember  me.     Ps.  25  :  7 ;  106  :  4. 

1  O  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When,  with  an  aching-,  burdened  heart, 

1  seek  relief  of  thee, 

Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart ; 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 

Reproach  and  shame  shall  be, 
I  '11  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame  : 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

6  When,  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

1  wait  thy  just  decree, 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath — 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

7  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 


7  82.  C.  M.  T.  Mooee. 

Life  without  God,  Darkness. 

1  O  THOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  pierced  by  sins  and  sorrow  <*  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 
21  481 


RESIGNATION. 

2  The  friends,  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes,  are  flown ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  O,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

4  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


?  83.  8s,  7s,  &  4. 

The  inward  man  renewed,  day  by  day.     2  Cor.  4:16. 

1  GENTLY,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears ! 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 

Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 
O  refresh  us ! — 
Travelling  through  th;s  wilderness. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
O  refresh  us ! — 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness! 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
O  refresh  us  ! — 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness! 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till,  by  angel  bands  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 
O  refresh  us ! — 
When  we  Ve  passed  the  wilderness. 
482 


RESIGNATION. 

4.  L.  M.  CcwrER. 
A  never-failing  God. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 
Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

O,  while  the  swelling  floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 
Where  shall  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint  ? 
Where  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  the  humble  plea  ? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fixed  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer : 
The  promise  of  a  faithfui  God 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

5  Poor  though  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
That  man  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

5.  C.  M.  Watto. 

Prayer  in  Sickness.     Ps.  39  :  9-13. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 

Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word 

Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes ; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4S3 


RESIGNATION. 

4  ]  'in  but  a  stranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were ; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

5  But  if  my  life  be  spared  a  while, 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I  '11  declare  thy  love. 

7 86.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Lord  gave.    Job  1:21. 

1  NAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  only  favors  borrowed  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread : 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice,  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

7  87.  C.  H.  M.  Condeh. 

The  Heart  stayed  on  God     IsaL  26  :  3,  4. 

1  WHEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 
In  trial's  fearful  hour, 
Bow,  all  resigned,  beneath  his  rod, 
.     And  bless  his  sparing  power, 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 
484 


RESIGNATION. 

2  O,  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  trials  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet, 

For  he  will  hear  my  prayer : 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be , 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  answer  me. 

3  O,  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave — 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save — 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks : 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 


788.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Submission.     Ps.  46  :  10. 

1  PEACE  !— 'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah  s  hand 

That  blasts  our  joys  in  death, 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

2  'Tis  He — the  King  and  Lord  supreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above — 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3  'Tis  He,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice ; 
Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand, 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

780.  L.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Trusting  in  Darkness.     Isai.  50 :  10. 

1  THE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  righteous  persons  fall  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 
485 


RESIGNATION. 

1  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 
Snould  with  our  mourning  passions  blend; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  almighty,  ever-living  friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 

Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail ; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one : 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father,  God,  to  thee  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend; 
And  on  thy  covenant  love  and  truth 
Our  steadfast  hope  shall  still  depend. 

7  90.  12s.        Songs  in  the  Night. 

I  am  weary. 

1  T  AM  weary  of  straying — O,  fain  would  I  rest 
In  the  far-distant  land  of  the  pure  and  the  blest; 
Where  sin  can  no  longer  her  blandishments  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  forever  are  fled. 

2  I  am  weary  of  hoping — where  hope  is  untrue, 
As  fair,  but  as  fleeting  as  morning's  bright  dew; 
J  long  for  that  land  whose  blest  promise  alone 
Is  changeless  and  sure  as  eternity's  throne. 

3  I  am  weary  of  sighing  o'er  sorrows  of  earth, 

O'er  joy's  glowing  visions,  that  fade  at  their  birth  ; 
O'er  the  p;ings  of  the  loved,  that  we  cannot  assuage, 
O'er  the  blightings  of  youth  and  the  weakness  of  age, 

4  T  am  weary  of  loving  what  passes  away ! — 
The  sweetest,  the  dearest,  alas  !  may  not  stay ! 

I  long  for  that  land  where  these  partings  are  o'er, 
And  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  hearts  no  more. 

5  I  am  weary,  my  Saviour,  of  grieving  thy  love  ; 
O  !  when  shall  I  rest  in  thy  presence  above  ? 

\  am  weary  ! — but  O !  let  me  never  repine, 
While  thy  word,  and  thy  love,  and  thy  promise  are  mine. 
486 


RESIGNATION. 


191.  CM.  TOPLABY. 

His  fruit  was  sweet  to  my  taste.     Sol.  Song,  2  : 3. 

1  WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away ; — 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place' 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; — 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to' look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own ; — 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end; 
Sweet  on  the  promise  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend ; — 

5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Directly,  Lord,  from  thee  ! 

795S.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Light  in  Darkness.     Ps.  30. 

1  I  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high ; 
At  thy  command  diseases  fly ; 
Who  but  a  God  can  speak,  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  1 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints,  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  his  love; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace. 

487 


RESIGNATION. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days ; 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-star  restores  the  joy. 

7  93.  CM.  DODDIUI.GS 

Who  healeth  all  thy  diseases.     Ps.  103 :  3. 

1  MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  I  calmly  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast, 
And  waited  for  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

Did  I  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command,  I  come ; 
Nor  will  I  ask  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

6  Wrhere  thou  appointest  mine  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 


794.  CM.  Newton. 

Pleading  in  Distress.     Ps.  6. 

1  IN  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  rebuke 

Thy  feeble  worm,  my  God  : 
,    My  spirit  dreads  thine  angry  look. 

And  trembles  at  thy  rod. 
488 


RESIGNATION. 

2  Have  mercy,  Lord,  for  I  am  weak 

Regard  my  humble  cry : 
O,  let  thy  voice  of  comfort  speak, 
And  bring  salvation  nigh. 

3  O  come,  and  show  thy  power  to  save, 

And  spare  my  fainting  breath  ; 
For  who  can  praise  thee  in  the  grave, 
Or  sing  thy  name  in  death  ] 

4  Satan,  my  cruel,  envious  foe, 

Insults  me  in  my  pain; 
He  smiles  to  see  me  brought  so  low, 
And  tells  me  hope  is  vain : — 

5  But  hence,  thou  enemy,  depart, 

Nor  tempt  me  to  despair ; 
My  Saviour  comes  to  cheer  my  heart ; 
The  Lord  has  heard  my  prayer. 


795.  C.  P.  M.        Songs  in  the  Night. 

Deliver  him  from  going  down  into  the  pit.    Job  33  :  19-30. 

1  O  LORD,  our  strength  and  righteousness, 
Our  hope  and  refuge  in  distress, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God ! 
See  here,  a  helpless  sinner  see, 
Weak  and  in  pain,  he  looks  to  thee, 

For  healing  in  thy  blood. 

2  In  sickness  make  thou  all  his  bed, 
Thy  hands  support  his  fainting  head, 

His  feeble  soul  defend ; 
Teach  him  on  thee  to  cast  his  care, 
And  all  his  grief  and  burden  bear, 

And  love  him  to  the  end. 

3  If,  in  the  vale  of  tears,  thy  will 
Appoints  him  to  continue  still, 

O,  sanctify  his  pain  ; 
And  let  him  patiently  submit 
To  suffer  as  thy  love  sees  fit, 

And  never  once  complain. 
21*  489 


RESIGNATION. 

O,  let  him  look  to  thee  alone, 
That  all  thy  will  on  him  be  done ; 

His  only  pleasure  be, 
Alike  resigned  to  live  or  die, 
As  most  thy  name  may  glorify ; — 

To  live  or  die  to  thee. 


796.  L.    M.  DoDDKIDGE. 

A  desire  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ.     Phil.  1 :  23. 

1  WHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 
And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be ; 
It  faints  my  much-loved  Lord  to  see : 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home ; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys  and  of  your  own. 

4  Lord,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
I  '11  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight ; 
For,  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 

I  find  my  heaven  begun  below. 

797.  C.  M.  Relief  Hymns 

Trust  in  God  in  Old  Age.     Ps.  *71 :  9-18. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Father  of  mankind, 

On  thee  my  hopes  remain  ; 
And  when  the  day  of  trouble  comes, 
I  shall  not  trust  in  vain. 

2  In  early  years  thou  wast  my  guide, 

And  of  my  youth  the  friend; 
And  as  my  days  began  with  thee, 
With  thee  my  davs  shall  end. 
490 


RESIGNATION. 


The  arm  on  which  I  lean 
Thou  wilt  ray  Saviour  ever  be, 
Who  hast  my  Saviour  been. 

4  Thou  wilt  not  cast  me  off,  when  age 

And  evil  days  descend  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  in  despair 
To  mourn  my  latter  end. 

5  Therefore,  through  life  I  '11  trust  in  thee, 

In  death  I  will  adore ; 
And  after  death  will  sing  thy  praise, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

798.  C.  P.  M.  R.  Grant. 

Even  to  your  old  age  I  am  he,  and  even  to  hoary  hairs  will  I 
carry  you.     Isai.  46  :  4. 

1  WITH  years  oppressed,  with  sorrows  worn, 
Dejected,  harassed,  sick,  forlorn, 

To  thee,  O  God,  I  pray ; 
To  thee  my  withered  hands  arise, 
To  thee  I  lift  these  failing  eyes, 

O  cast  me  not  away  ! 

2  Thy  mercy  heard  my  infant  prayer ; 
Thy  love,  with  all  a  mother's  care, 

Sustained  my  childish  days ; 
Thy  goodness  watched  my  ripening  youth, 
And  formed  my  heart  to  love  thy  truth, 

And  filled  my  lips  with  praise. 

3  O  Saviour,  has  thy  grace  declined  ? 
Can  years  affect  th'  Eternal  Mind  ] 

Or  time  its  love  decay  ? 
A  thousand  ages  pass  thy  sight, 
And  all  their  long  and  weary  flight 

Is  gone  like  yesterday." 

4  Then,  e'en  in  age  and  grief,  thy  name 
Shall  still  my  languid  heart  inflame, 

And  bow  my  faltering  knee. 
O,  yet  this  bosom  feels  the  fire, 
This  trembling  hand  and  drooping  lyre 

Have  yet  a  strain  for  thee. 
491 


RESIGNATION. 

Yes,  broken,  tuneless,  still,  O  Lord, 
This  voice,  transported,  shall  record 

Thy  goodness,  tried  so  long ; 
Till  sinking  slow,  with  calm  decay, 
Its  feeble  murmurs  melt  away, 

Into  a  seraph's  song. 


709.  CM.  Watts 

Old  Age.     Ps.  71  :  9,  17,  18. 

1  GOD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 

The  Guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

Before  the  rising  age, 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove ; 
O,  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  all  the  world  thy  love. 


800.  C.  M.  Watts 

Hope  in  Old  Age.     Ps.  71  :  9-18. 

1  MY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 

I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 
492 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

4  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They  '11  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 


BLESSEDNESS  OF  BELIEVERS. 

801.  CM.  Watto. 

Sustaining  Joy.     Ps.  89  :  15-18. 

1  BLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

b  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

802.  C  M.  Hudson, 
Thy  rod  and  thy  staff  comfort  me.     Ps.  23:4. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet,  trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  finds 
Supporting  grace  is  nigh. 
493 


BLESSEDNESS  OF  BELIEVERS. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wandering  steps, 

He  feels  the  chastening  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

4  And  when  the  welcome  message  comes, 

To  call  his  soul  away, 
His  soul  in  raptures  will  ascend 
To  everlasting  day. 


803.  C.  M.  Newton 

1  HOW  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord — 

With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 
•        He  cheers  and  guides  them  by  his  word ; 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  His  presence  sweetens  all  their  cares, 

And  makes  their  burdens  light ; 
A  word  from  him  dispels  their  fears, 
And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 


804.  S.  M. 

Psalm  1. 

1  THE  man  is  ever  blest 

Who  shuns  the  sinner's  ways, 

Among  their  councils  never  stands, 

Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place — 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight, 
Amidst  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree,  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root; 
Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live; 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race ; 

They  no  such  blessings  find : 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 
494 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

SOo.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Blessedtiess  of  Piety.     Ps.  1. 

1  HOW  blest  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

Avoid  the  way  that  sinners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do  ! 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green ; 
And  heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  crossed  : 

As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

806.  S.  M.  Mason. 
The  Pure  in  Heart.    Matt.  5  :  8. 

1  BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 

For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
.  Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

807.  L-  M.  Watts. 

Beatitudes.    Matt.  5  :  3-6. 

i  BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven, 
495 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  "woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

80S.  L.  M.  Wa™. 

Joy  of  Pardon.     Ps.  91  : 1-10. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  and  blessed  are  they, 

Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  (    ■, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

809.  C.  M.  Waits. 

Thoughts  of  Heaven. 

1  MY  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies, 
And  look  within  the  veil : 
There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise  ; 
The  waters  never  fail. 
49G 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIE\EKS. 

2  There  I  behold,  with  sweet  delight. 

The  blessed  Three  in  One ; 
And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  His  promise  stands  forever  firm ; 

His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart : 
He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 

4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings; 

How  short  our  sorrows  are, 
When  with  eternal  future  things 
The  present  we  compare ! 

5  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still 

To  that  celestial  place, 
Where  I  forever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

SW.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God.     CoL  3  :  S. 

1  O  HAPPY  soul !  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  peace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees: 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  sinners  climb. 

5  He  looks  to  heaven's  eternal  hill 

To  meet  that  glorious  day ; 
But  patient  waits  his  Saviour's  will 
To  fetch  his  soul  away. 
21*  497 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

811.  C  P.  M.  J.  Wesley. 

Treasure  in  Heaven.     Matt.  6  :  20. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 

How  free  from  anxious  eare  and  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  His  happiness  in  part  is  mine  ; 
Already  saved  from  self-design, 

From  every  creature-love — 
Blessed  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good — 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
And  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen. 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own : 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  ! 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight — 

A  country  in  the  skies. 

-5  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay ; 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

6  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord !  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 
And  claim  my  heavenly  rest : 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end ; 
Now — O,  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend! — 
Receive  me  to  thy  breast! 
498 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS 

812.  L.  M.  RirpoN's  Coil. 

Heavenly  Wisdmn.     Prov.  3 :  13-18. 

1  HAPPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing1  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
The  wisdom  coming-  from  above, 
And  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  description  he, 

Who  feels  "  the  Saviour  died  for  me," 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace : 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  with  her. 

4  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains, 
In  whose  obedient  heart  she  reigns ; 
He  owns,  and  will  forever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 


.813.  S.  M.  Watts. 

To  him  that  is  able  to  keep  you  from  falling.     Jude  24,  2 

1  TO  God,  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 

Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel,  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

499 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 


814.  6s,  8s,  &  4s.  Oirvi 

The  God  of  Abraham.    Matt.  22  :  32. 

1  THE  God  of  Abr'am  praise, 
Whose  all-sufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  days, 
In  all  his  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend ! 
He  calls  himself  my  God! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end, 
Through  Jesus'  blood ! 

2  He  by  himself  hath  sworn ; 
I  on  his  oath  depend  ; 

I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend : 

I  shall  behold  his  face, 

I  shall  his  power  adore, 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 

For  evermore. 

3  Though  nature's  strength  decay, 
And  earth  and  hell  withstand, 

To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way, 
At  his  command. 
The  watery  deep  I  pass, 
With  Jesus  in  my  view  ; 
And  through  the  howling  wilderness 
My  way  pursue. 

4  He  keeps  his  own  secure, 
He  guards  them  by  his  side, 

Arrays  in  garments  white  and  puro 
His  spotless  bride : 
With  streams  of  sacred  bliss, 
With  groves  of  living  joys, 
With  all  the  fruits  of  paradise, 
He  still  supplies 
500 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

5  Before  the  great  Three-One 
They  all  exulting  stand, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done 
Through  all  their  land  : 
The  listening  spheres  attend, 
And  swell  the  growing  fame, 
And  sing,  in  songs  which  never  end, 
The  wondrous  name. 


SI  5,  C.  M.  Watts, 

The  eternal  God  is  thy  refuge.     Deut.  33  :  27. 

1  HOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 

As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  my  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine ; 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 

816.  S.  M.  LUTH.COL. 

Religion  a  Support  in  Gloom. 

1  WHEN  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 

The  trembling  heart  invade, 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
A  universal  shade — 

2  Religion  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
And  every  fear  shall  lose  its  rage 
At  her  divine  control. 
501 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

Through  life's  bewildered  way, 

Her  hand  unerring  leads ; 
And  o'er  the  path  her  heavenly  ray 

A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

When  reason,  tired  and  blind, 

Sinks  helpless  and  afraid, 
Thou  blest  supporter  of  the  mind, 

How  poweful  is  thine  aid! 

O,  let  us  feel  thy  power, 

And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 
To  cheer  our  every  gloomy  hour, 

And  calm  our  every  grief. 


817,  *TS.  &L\STE&& 

The  Pleasures  of  Religion. 

1  'TIS  religion  that  can  give 
Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 

Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 

Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 


$18.  Vs.  Hl'MPURKTa 

All  spiritual  Blessings  in  Christ.     Eph.  1  :  8. 

1  BLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God ; 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood, 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave, 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Now  and  through  eternity. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace  ; 

All  their  sins  are  washed  away, 
Thev  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day: 
With  them  &c. 

502 


BLESSEDNESS  OF  BELIEVERS. 

They  have  fellowship  with  God, 
Through  the  Mediator's  blood ; 
One  with  God,  through  Jesus  one, 
Glory  is  in  them  begun : 
With  them,  &c. 

Though  they  suffer  much  on  earth, 
Strangers  to  the  worldling's  mirth, 
Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy, 
Pleasures  which  can  never  cloy : 
With  them,  &c. 

They  alone  are  truly  blest — 

Heirs  of  God,  joint  heirs  with  Christ; 

They  with  love  and  peace  are  rilled ; 

They  are  by  his  Spirit  sealed: 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Now  and  through  etermty. 


819.  CM.  Pratt's  Cok. 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord.     Ps.  55  :  22. 

1  STILL  on  the  Lord  thy  burden  roll, 

Nor  let  a  care  remain ; 
His  mighty  arm  shall  bear  thy  soul, 
And  all  thy  griefs  sustain. 

2  Ne'er  will  the  Lord  his  aid  deny 

To  those  who  trust  his  love : 
The  men  who  on  his  grace  rely, 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  move. 


O.  C  M.  Watts. 

Confiding  in  the  Promises.     Heb.  6  :  17,  18. 

1  OUR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands 

E'en  when  he  hides  his  face ! 
He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
His  glory  and  Ms  grace. 

2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  complaints  ? 

Christ  and  his  flock  are  one : 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
503 


BLESSEDNESS    Of    BELIEVERS. 

3  Beneath  his  smile  my  heart  has  lived, 
And  heavenly  joy  possessed : 
I  praise  his  name  for  grace  received, 
And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 


821.  L.  M.  J.  E.  Smith. 
Trusting  amidst  Trouble.    Matt.  14  :  27. 

1  WHEN"  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents,  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove — 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot 

Of  those  who  know  or  know  him  not. 

4  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  trembling  Nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead — 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

822.  CM.  Campbell's  Cot 
Blessedness  of  waiting  upon  God.     Isai.  40  :  27-31. 

1  SUPREME  in  wisdom  as  in  power, 

The  Rock  of  Ages  stands, 
Though  him  thou  canst  not  see,  nor  tr.ice 
The  workings  of  his  hands. 

2  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

Supports  the  sinking  heart, 
And  courage,  in  the  evil  hour, 
Kis  heavenly  aids  impart. 

3  Mere  human  power  shall  fast  decay, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease ; 
But  they  who  wait  upon  the  Lord 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 
504 


BLESSEDNESS  OF  BELIEVERS. 

4  They  with  unwearied  feet  shall  tread 

The  path  of  life  divine, 
With  growing  ardor  onward  move, 
With  growing  brightness  shine 

5  On  eagles'  wings  they  mount,  they  soar; 

Their  wings  are  faith  and  love; 
Till  past  the  cloudy  regions  here, 
They  rise  to  heaven  above. 

823.  S.  M.  J.  Wesley. 

Committing  our  ways  to  God.     Ps.  37  :  5-S. 

1  COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 

And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands : 

2  He  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

He  shall  prepare  thy  way : 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
Whom  winds  and  seas  obey. 

3  Firm  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 

4  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

5  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause,  his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

824.  CM.  Beddome. 
Fear  none  of  those  things.     He  v.  2:10. 

1  YE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears ; 

Be  mercy  all  your  theme ; 
For  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows 

In  one  perpetual  stream. 
22  505 


BLESSEDNESS  OF  BELIEVERS. 

2  "  Fear  not"  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  those  powers  restrain ; 
His  arm  will  all  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  "  Fear  not"  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

For  his  he  will  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  "  Fear  not"  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone ; 
He 's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  "  Fear  not"  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Nor  death's  relentless  sting ; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

825.  C  M.  Watts. 

Safety  in  God.     Ps.  125. 

1  UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  firm  as  mountains  be — 

Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest, 

That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  every  saint  surround. 

3  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on, 
Within  the  gates  of  Paradise, 

Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

S2G.  Vs.  Spirit  of  the  Psalm. 

Protection  in  Danger.     Ps.  91. 

1  THEY  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 
Safely  dwell,  though  danger's  nigh; 
Wide  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 
506 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare ; 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care ; 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep : 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near ; 
Faith  and  love  have  naught  to  fear. 


827.  S.   M.  ToPLADY. 

Rejoicing  in  Sorrow. 

1  YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  shall  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come, 

When  we  shall  clearly  see, 
Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 
But  each  shall  say,  "  for  me." 

5  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee ! 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

828.  US.  KlSSHAM. 

Precious  Promises. 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said — 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 
507 


BLESSEDNESS    OF    BELIEVERS. 

2  In  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 

As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 

3  Fear  not ;  I  am  with  thee ;  O,  be  not  dismayed; 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid ; 

I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand. 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I  '11  never,  no,  never,  no,  never,  forsake. 


829.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Protection  amidst  Dangers.     Ps.  91. 

1  HE  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode, 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand  died, 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves 
Amongst  the  dead,  amidst  the  graves. 

3  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 

508 


BLESSEDNESS    OP    BELIEVERS. 

The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire, 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 


830.  C  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

Having  Christ,  we  have  all  things.     Rom.  8  :  32. 

1  IF  God  is  mine,  then  present  things, 

And  things  to  come,  are  mine ; 
Yea,  Christ,  his  word,  and  Spirit  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love, 

He  every  trouble  sends ; 
All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  attends. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  frame, 
Their  utmost  force  repel. 

4  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake — 

Let  wealth  and  honors  flee — 
Sure  he,  who  giveth  me  himself, 
Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

5  If  he  is  mine,  I  '11  boldly  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale: 
He  is  a  solid  comfort,  when 
All  other  comforts  fail. 

6  O,  tell  me,  Lord,  that  thou  art  mine ; 

What  can  I  wish  beside? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 
509 


PERSEVERANCE    OP    THE    SAINTS. 

PERSEVERANCE    OF    THE    SAINTS 

831.  CM.  Watts. 

They  -shall  never  perish.     John  10  :  27-29. 

1  FIRM  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 

My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep ; 
All,  whom  his  heavenly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 

His  chosen  from  his  breast " 
Within  the  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  forever  rest. 

832.  C.  M.  Watt*. 

He  is  able  to  keep  that  which  I  have  committed  unto  him. 
2  Tim.  1 :  12. 

1  I  'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I  've  committed  to  hi3  hands 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 
510 


PERSEVERANCE    OF    THE    SAINTS. 


833.  C.  M.  BEDDOMX. 

Names  vrritten  in  Heavm.     Phil.  4  :  3. 

1  O  LORD,  if  in  the  book  of  life 
My  worthless  name  should  stand, 

In  fairest  characters,  inscribed 
By  thine  unerring  hand — 

2  My  soul  thou  wilt  by  grace  prepare 
For  crowns  above  the  skies, 

And  on  my  way,  from  heavenly  stores, 
Wilt  grant  me  fresh  supplies. 

3  Then  I  to  thee,  in  sweetest  strains, 
Will  grateful  anthems  raise ; 

But  life 's  too  short,  my  powers  too  weak, 
To  utter  half  thy  praise. 

4  Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues, 
Not  one  should  silent  be ; 

Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  hearts, 
I  'd  give  them  all  to  thee. 


§34.  8S.  TOPLADY. 

Covenant  Mercy. 

1  A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing ; 

Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 
My  person  and  offering  to  bring : 

The  terrors  of  law,  and  of  God, 
With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do ; 

My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 
Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began 
The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 

His  promise  is  yea,  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things,  below  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 
511 


PERSEVERANCE    OF    THE    SAINTS. 

8  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase : 
Impressed  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace : 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 


835.  L.  M.  Beddom«. 

Enduring  Love.     Rom.  8  :  33-39. 

1  WHO  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames 

The  chosen  people  of  our  God  ! 

Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 

Are  fairly  writ  in  Jesus'  blood. 

2  Not  tribulation,  nakedness, 

The  famine,  peril,  or  the  sword ; 
Not  persecution,  or  distress, 

Can  separate  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

3  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height, 

Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above ; 
Not  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purposes  of  love. 

4  His  sovereign  mercy  knows  no  end, 

His  faithfulness  shall  still  endure ; 
And  those  who  on  his  word  depend, 
Shall  find  his  word  forever  sure. 

836.  L.  M.  Wat« 

The  Security  of  the  Elect.     Rom.  8  :  33-39. 

1  WHO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 
'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suffered  in  their  stead, 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 
512 


PERSEVERANCE    OF    THE    SAINTS. 

3  He  lives,  he  lives,  and  sits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there : 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love  ? 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  1 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 
Famine,  Or  sword,  or  nakedness  % 

He  that  hath  loved  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour ; 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 

Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 


$37*  C.  P.  M.      Songs  in  the  Night. 

The  Earnest  of  the  Inheritance.     Eph.  1:14. 

1  O  STRANGE  infirmity !  to  think 
That  he  will  leave  my  soul  to  sink 

In  darkness  and  distress, 
Who  has  appeared  in  times  of  old, 
Who  saved  me  while  the  billows  rolled, 

And  cheered  me  with  his  grace. 

2  What  sweeter  pledge  could  God  bestow, 
Of  help,  in  future  scenes  of  woe, 

Than  grace  already  given  ? 
But  unbelief,  that  hateful  thing, 
Oft  makes  me  sigh,  when  I  should  sing 

Of  confidence  in  heaven ! 

838.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Cou 

He  wi.ll  gather  his  wheat  into  the  garner.     Matt.  8  :  12. 

1  LIFT  up  your  joyful  eyes  and  see 
A  plenteous  harvest  all  around, 
Ripening  for  bliss,  and  not  a  grain 
Shall  ever  fall  unto  the  ground. 
22*  513 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

2  A  harvest  of  immortal  souls, 

Secured  by  an  almighty  power ; 
Nor  heat,  nor  cold,  nor  storm  shall  hurt, 
Nor  ravenous  beasts  of  prey  devour. 

3  O  happy  day,  when  all  th'  elect 

Complete  in  number  shall  be  found, 
And,  like  their  great,  their  mystic  Head, 
Be-with  eternal  honors  crown'd. 


THE   LORD'S   DAY. 

839.  S.  M.  Watts. 
The  Lord's  Day  welcomed. 

1  WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  Christ  my  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

840.  CM.  PoiNDEXTER. 

The  Sabbath  welcomed. 

1  BLEST  Sabbath!  day  of  holy  rest, 
I  hail  thy  glad  return : 
Ye  worldly  cares,  now  leave  my  breast; 
My  soul,  with  fervor  burn 
514 


THE    LORD  S    DAT. 

2  Dear  to  my  heart  the  holy  day 

Which  thou,  my  God,  hast  given, 
To  bear  the  mind  from  earth  away, 
To  thoughts  of  thee  and  heaven. 

3  Now  let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer, 

Thy  grace  my  song  inspire, 
And  grant  me,  Lord,  communion  near 
With  thee,  my  heart's  desire. 

4  Then,  when  my  earthly  Sabbaths  cease, 

When  time  with  me  is  o'er, 
Receive  my  soul  to  joy,  and  peace, 
And  rest  for  evermore  I 

841.  CM.  Edmestor 
The  Lord's  Bay  Morning. 

1  WHEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn, 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light. 

3  Sweet  day!  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease, 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn,  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day,  which  fades  no  more. 

842.  H.  M.  T.  Scott. 
Resurrection  of  Christ  celebrated. 

1  AWAKE,  our  drowsy  souls, 
And  burst  the  slothful  band ; 
The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand : 
Auspicious  morn,  thy  blissful  rays 
Bright  seraphs  hail,  in  songs  of  praise. 
515 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resigned 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confined : 
Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  he  amid  their  shouts  ascends. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
While  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 
"  Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reigiL" 

4  Gird  on,  great  Prince,  thy  sword ; 

Ascend  thy  conquering  car ; 
While  justice,  truth,  and  love, 

Maintain  the  glorious  war: 
Victorious,  thou  thy  toes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

843.  C  M.  Watts. 

The  Resurrection  Morning. 

1  BLEST  morning,  whose  yourjg  dawning  rays 

Beheld  our  rising  God  ; 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  A  silent  prisoner  in  the  tomb 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain : 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay ; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King! 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  seas. 
With  glad  hosannas  ring. 
516 


THE    LORD  8    DAY. 

844.  C.  M. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  AGAIN,  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O,  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O,  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  The  powers  of  darkness  leagued  in  vain 

To  bind  our  Lord  in  death : 
He  shook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
By  his  expiring  breath.         v 

4  And  now  his  conquering  chariot-wheels 

Ascend  the  lofty  skies ; 
Broken  beneath  his  powerful  cross, 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  on  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

6  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  happy  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 


8S-5.  CM.  Watt*. 

Praise  for  Salvation. 

1  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
517 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord ;  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise ! 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns. 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

846.  H.    M.  CoTTEKILL. 

Our  victorious  Lord. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  awake, 

And  hail  the  sacred  day ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay ; 
Come,  bless  the  day  The  type  of  heaven's 

That  God  hath  blest,  Eternal  rest, 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes ; 
And  now  he  pleads  And  reaps  the  fruit 

Our  cause  above,  Of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings; 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  Through  endless  years- 

That  once  was  slain,  To  live  and  reign. 


847.  10s.  w.  Maso 

The  Sabbath.     Gen.  2  :  2,  3. 

1   AGAIN  returns  the  day  of  holy  rest, 
Which,  when  he  made  the  world,  Jehovah  blest: 
When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cease, 
And  all  be  piety,  and  all  be  pence. 
618 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day 

To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey ; 
So  shall  he  hear,  when  fervently  we  raise 
Our  supplications  and  our  songs  of  praise. 

3  Father  of  heaven,  in  whom  our  hopes  confide, 
Whose  power  defends  us,  and  whose  precepts  guide, 
In  life  our  Guardian,  and  in  death  our  Friend, 
Glory  supreme  be  thine,  till  time  shall  end. 

848.  H.  M.  Hayward. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing  on  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  WELCOME,  delightful  morn! 

Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
From  low  desires  I  soar  to  reach 

And  fleeting  toys,  Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face : 
Let  sinners  feel  And  learn  to  know 

Thy  quickening  word,  And  fear  the  Lord. 

3_  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  Nor  Sabbaths  be 

New  life  obtain,  Enjoyed  in  vain. 

849.  C.  M.      Spir.  of  the  Psalms. 
Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  WITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  God  has  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fan* ! 

Where  willing  votaries  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 
519 


3  Spirit  of  grace,  O,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below, 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found , 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread,  with  grateful  zeal,  around, 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey,  ' 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

850.  L.  M.  Bakbaulr 
Offerings  of  the  Heart.    Mich.  6  :  6-8. 

1  WHEN,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 

Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  sovereign  name  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 

Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise, 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands,  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man !  creation's  Lord 

Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

4  O,  grant  us,  in  this  solemn  hour, 

From  earth  and  sin's  allurements  free, 
To  feel  thy  love,  to  own  thy  power, 

And  raise  each  raptured  thought  to  thee! 

851.  L.  M.  Winchell's  Six. 

Invocation  of  the  Divine  Presence. 

]   COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day, 
Come,  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away  I 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 
With  ardor  to  their  native  skies. 
520 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine  ; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then,  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransomed,  we  shall  spend 
A  Sabbath,  which  shall  never  end. 


852.  CM.  Rippon%3  Ool. 

The  Eternal  Sabbath. 

1  FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 

To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ! 
How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end. 

4  There  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine ; 

5  There  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  ali  our  powers  employ : 
Delighted  range  th'  ethereal  plains. 
And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

853.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ! 

This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

22*  521 


THE    LORD  S    DAY. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven, 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  to  that  day 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And'  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Let  us  in  hymns  employ; 
And  in  our  Lord  rejoicing,  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 

854,  Vs.     (6  lines.)  Newton. 

The  Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  SAFELY  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame : 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest,  this  day,  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear : 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
Thus  lt;t  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 
522 


THE    LORDS    DAY. 


Sabbath  Evening. 


Union  Hymns. 


THE  light  of  Sabbath  eve 

Is  fading  fast  away  ; 
What  record  will  it  leave, 

To  crown  the  closing  day? 
Is  it  a  Sabbath  spent, 

Of  fruitless  time  destroyed ; 
Or  have  the  moments  lent 

Been  sacredly  emploved? 

How  dreadful,  and  how  drear, 

In  yon  dark  world  of  pain, 
Will  Sabbaths  lost  appear, 

That  cannot  come  again ! 
Then  in  that  hopeless  place, 

The  wretched  soul  will  say, 
"  I  had  those  hours  of  grace, 

But  cast  them  all  away." 

To  waste  these  Sabbath  hours, 

O,  may  we  never  dare ; 
Nor  taint  with  thoughts  of  ours 

These  sacred  days  of  prayer. 
But  may  our  Sabbaths  here 

Inspire  our  hearts  with  love, 
And  prove  a  foretaste  clear 

Of  that  sweet  rest  above. 


856,  L.  M.  j.  Stennett. 

Remember  the  Sabbath-day  to  keep  it  holy.     Exod.  20  :  6. 

1  ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows! 
523 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

3  A  neavenly  calm  pervades  the  breast, 
The  earnest  of  that  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new : 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past; 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

5  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away ; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

857.  C.  M.  Watts 

Delight  in  Public  Worship.     Ps.  122. 

1  HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day !" 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints. 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 
524 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains , 
Here  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell : 
Here  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 


S.  P.  M.  W; 

Prayer  for  the  Church.    Ps.  122. 

1  HOW  pleased  and  blest  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day !" 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  his  royal  throne ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  theie; 

He  bids  the  saint  be  glad ; 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad, 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

4  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house !" 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 

And,  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


859.  C  M.  Watts. 

God  present  with  his  Church.     Ps.  84. 

1  MY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
To  which  thy  God  resorts ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
525 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 


860.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Delight  in  God.     Ps.  84. 

1  GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs : 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun — he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield — he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too. 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

861.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  Privilege  of  Public  Worship.     Ps.  84. 

1  HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 
526 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God ; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee? 

3  Blest  are  the  9aints,  who  dwell  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne,  above  the  sky ; 
Their  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength ;  and,  through  the  road, 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

6  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

htt*£.  H.  M.  Watts. 

Happiness  in  Worship.     Ps.  84. 

1  LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 

How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples,  are ! 
To  thme  abode  With  warm  desires 

My  heart  aspires,  |    To  see  my  God. 

2  O,  happy  souls,  who  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 
O,  happy  men,  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there! 
They  praise  thee  still;  I    Who  love  the  way 
And  happy  they  |     To  Zion's  hill. 

a  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears: 
O,  glorious  seat,  I     Shall  thither  bring 

Whui  God  our  King    |    Our  willing  feet. 
527 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

803.  H.  M.  Wm 

God 's  Presence  the  Joy  of  his  Worshippers.     Is.  84  :  10-12 

1  TO  spend  one  sacred  day 

Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thousand  days  beside 
Where  God  resorts,      I    To  keep  the  door 
I  love  it  more  |    Than  shine  in  courts. 

2  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence : 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  filled : 

We  draw  our  blessings  thence : 
He  will  bestow  I    Peculiar  grace, 

On  Jacob's  race  |    And  glory  too. 

3  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves 

From  pure  and  upright  souls. 
Thrice  happy  he,  Whose  spirit  trusts 

O  God  of  hosts,  I    Alone  in  thee. 

^"■^  S.  M.         Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Sweetness  of  Divine  Worship.     Ps.  92. 

J    SWEET  is  the  work,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  name  to  sing, 
To  praise  and  pray,  to  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring ; — 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  light, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell, 
And,  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell  ;— 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join,  in  heart  and  voice, 
Wiih  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 
528 


DELIGHT    IN    WORSHIP. 

865.  L.  M.  Vim 

Lord's  Day  Hymn.     Ps.  92. 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  fill  my  breast ; 
O,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word : 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine ! 

4  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall!  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

866.  L.  M.  Raffles. 

Private  Devotion. 

1  BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear. 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear 
23  529 


DELIGHT    I\     WORSHIP. 

4  .blest  hour !  for,  where  the  Lord  resorts, 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven 

867.  S.   M.  s.  Stbnnett. 

I  will  appear  upon  the  mercy-seat.     Lev.  16  :  2. 

1  HOW  charming  is  the  place- 

Where  my  Redeemer  God 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 

2  Here,  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

3  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

4  To  them  his  sovereign  will 

He  graciously  imparts ; 
And  in  return  accepts,  with  smiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

5  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

868.  L.  M.  Kelly 

It  is  good  to  be  here.     Matt.  17  :  4. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while, 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 
According  to  thy  faithful  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee* 
O  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ! 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 
530 


DELIGHT    IIV     WORSHIP. 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  view  thy  face ; 
O,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

869.  7s.  Hymns  of  Zion. 
Communion  of  Saints. 

1  SWEET  the  time — exceeding  sweet — 
When  the  saints  together  meet ; 
When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme; 
When  they  join  to  sing  of  him  ! 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  : 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world — and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature,  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we  too  the  Spirit's  love ; 
With  our  wretched  hearts  he  strove, 
Filled  our  minds  with  grief  and  fear, 
Brought  the  precious  Saviour  near. 

870.  C.  M.  Watts 
Delighting  in  God. 

1  I  LOVE  to  see  the  Lord  below ; 

His  church  displays  his  grace ; 
But  upper  worlds  his  glory  know, 
And  view  him  face  to  face. 

2  I  love  to  worship  at  his  feet, 

Though  sin  annoy  me  there ; 
But  saints,  exalted  near  his  seat, 
Have  no  assaults  to  fear. 

3  I  love  to  meet  him  in  his  court, 

And  taste  his  heavenly  love ; 
But  still  his  visits  seem  too  short, 
Or  I  too  soon  remove. 
531 


DELIGHT    IN   WORSHIP. 

4  He  shines,  and  I  am  all  delight ; 

He  hides,  and  all  is  pain : 
When  will  he  fix  me  in  his  sight, 
And  ne'er  depart  again  ? 

5  O  Lord,  I  love  thy  service  now ; 

Thy  church  displays  thy  power; 
But  soon  in  heaven  I  hope  to  bow 
And  praise  thee  evermore. 


87  1.  CM.  Watts. 

Longing  for  God.     Ps.  63. 

1  EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand ; 
And  they  must  drink,  or  die. 

3  I  've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 
532 


REVIVALS. 


REVIVALS 


87  2.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Newtos. 

0  Lord,  revive  thy  work.     Hao.  3  : 2. 

1  SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ! 

2  Keep  no  longer  «t  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
Lord,  &c. 

3  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green: 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished — 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 
Lord,  &c. 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed — 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee : 
Lord,  &c. 

6  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below ; 
Some,  alas !  we  fear,  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show  : 
Lord,  &c. 

6  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again; 
O,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain ! 
Lord,  &c. 

7  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers : 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares : 
Lord,  &c. 
533 


REVIVALS. 

8  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ! 


873.  L.   M.  KlNGSBUB!-, 

Wilt  thou  not  revive  us  again  ?     Ps.  85  :  6. 

1  GREAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer  : 
Perfumed  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise, 

Like  fragrant  incense,  to  the  skies. 

2  Revive  the  churches  with  thy  grace, 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

3  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice,  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

4  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 


874,  L.  M.  Riprox's  Col 

Build  thou  the  walls  of  Jerusalem.     Ps.  51 :  18. 

1  O  GOD  of  Zion!  from  thy  throne 
Look  with  an  eye  of  pity  down  ; 

Thy  church  now  humbly  makes  her  prayer — 
Thy  church,  the  object  of  thy  care. 

2  We  call  to  mind  the  happier  days 

Of  life  and  love,  of  prayer  and  praise — 
When  holy  services  gave  birth 
To  joys  resembling  heaven  on  earth. 
534 


REVIVALS. 

3  But  now  the  ways  of  Zion  mourn, 
Her  gates  neglected  and  forlorn : 
Our  fife  and  liveliness  are  fled, 
And  many  numbered  with  the  dead. 

4  We  need  defence  from  all  our  foes, 
We  need  relief  from  all  our  woes 
If  earth  and  hell  should  yet  assail, 
Let  neither  earth  nor  hell  prevail. 

5  Near  to  each  other  and  to  thee, 
Lord,  bring  us  all  in  unity ; 

O,  pour  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  all  our  numerous  wants  supply. 

S.  M.  Hastings. 

0  Lord,  revive  thy  work.    Hab.  3 :  2. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour;    - 
And  make  our  feeble  graces  thrive, 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer! 
Their  solemn  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak, 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break — 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear, 

Now  listen  to  our  cry ; 
O,  come,  and  bring  salvation  near ! — 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Psalm  80. 

1  GREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safp  through  the  desert  and  the  deep : — 
535 


REVIVALS. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now, 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  tl  rough; 
Turn  us  to  ihee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

4  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  their  fruit ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

5  Return,  almighty  God,  return, 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

877.  L.  M.  Beddome. 

Thy  kingdom  come.    Matt.  6:10. 

1  ASCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 

And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring. 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 

Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face ; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  O,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 
Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 

S7  8.  '  L.  M.  DoDDRioaa 

Invocation  of  the  Spirit.     Ezek.  36  :  26-37. 

1  COME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 
And  let  thy  Godlike  power  be  known. 
536 


REVIVALS. 

2  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise ; 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne, 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

3  O,  let  a  holy  flock  await 

In  crowds  around  thy  temple  gate ; 
Each  pressing  on,  with  zeal,  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

4  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  see  thy  church  arise ; 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 


879.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

1  SHEPHERD  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear, 
Thy  servants'  groans  indulgent  hear ; 
Perplexed,  distressed,  to  thee  we  cry, 
And  seek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 

2  Send  forth,  O  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right ; 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  sustain, 
Nor  let  us  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 

3  Return,  in  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn ; 
May  our  blest  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls  and  dear  to  thee. 


880.  S.   M.  PoiNDEXTEB. 

Return,  for  thy  servants'  sake.     Isai.  63 :  17. 

1  O  OUR  Redeemer  God, 

On  thee  thy  people  wait ; 
We  faint  beneath  thy  chastening  rod, 
Thy  house  is  desolate. 

2  Yet  are  we  not  thine  own, 

Though  now  in  deep  distress  ? 
Then  be  to  us  thy  mercy  shown, 
Thy  mourning  people  bless. 
23*  537 


REVIVALS. 

3  Spirit  of  God,  return, 

Thy  cheering  light  impart ; 
O,  may  thy  love  within  us  burn, 
And  warm  each  languid  heart. 

4  O'er  all  assembled  here, 

Assert  thy  gracious  power, 
And  to  our  friends  and  kindred  dear 
Be  this  salvation's  hour. 

5  O  Lord,  our  God,  descend  ! 

Our  fainting  hearts  revive : — 

On  thee  alone  our  hopes  depend, 

For  thou  canst  make  us  live. 


881.  H.  M.  Campbell's  Coi 

The  Holy  Spirit  sought.     Luke  11  :  13. 

1  O  THOU  that  hearest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  prav. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  : 
O,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place : 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  And  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 
538 


REVIVALS. 

882.  L.  M.  Newton 

Trusting  the  Promise.     Isai  54  :  *l-  10. 

1  WHILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
"  Dismiss  thy  fears — the  ark  is  mine. 

2  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face, 

Rely  upon  my  love  and  power ; 
Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long-neglected  harp ; 

I  've  seen  thy  tears  and  heard  thy  prayer  ; 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

4  Lord,  I  obey — my  hopes  revive  ; 

Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  singi 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 
For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 


3.  C.  M. 

Great  Joy  in  that  City.     Acts  8  :  8. 

1  HOW  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive 

Of  those  who  fear  the  Lord; 
When  sinners,  dead,  are  made  alive 
By  his  reviving  word ! 

2  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice 

When  souls  receive  the  word : 
When  ransomed  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
Return,  and  love  the  Lord. 

3  The  Church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  sing ; 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 
Of  their  victorious  King. 

4  In  heaven  above,  th'  angelic  throng 

Around  the  throne  rejoice  ; 
But  sinners  saved  should  swell  the  song, 
With  loudest,  sweetest  voice. 
539 


REVIVALS. 

884.  L.  M.  T.  Scorr. 
Return,  0  Lord.     Ps.  90 :  13. 

1  O  LORD,  and  shall  our  fainting  souls 

Thy  just  displeasure  ever  mourn  ? 
Thy  Spirit  grieved,  and  long  withdrawn, 
Will  he  no  more  to  us  return  1 

2  Great  source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 

Nor  let  us  mourn  and  sigh  in  vain ; 
Come,  repossess  our  longing  hearts 
With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 

3  This  temple,  hallowed  by  thy  hand, 

Once  more  be  with  thy  presence  blest ; 
Here  be  thy  grace  anew  displayed ; 
Be  this  thine  everlasting  rest. 

885.  L.  M.  Beddome. 
IVho  are  these  that  fly  as  a  cloud,  &c.     Isai.  60  :  8. 

1  REJOICE,  for  Christ  the  Saviour  reigns ; 

He  spreads  his  triumphs  all  abroad ; 
And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 

2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar 

Daily  at  Zion's  gate  arrive ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
By  sovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  O,  may  his  conquest  still  increase, 

And  every  foe  his  power  subdue ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  growing  glories  show. 

4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 

From  all  below,  from  all  above ; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name — 
In  songs  as  lofty  as  his  love. 

883.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Joy  over  Penitents.     Luke  15  :  T-10. 

1  WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 
Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  penitent  return — 
To  eee  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 
540 


REVIVALS. 

2  With  joy  the  Father  does  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love ; 

The  Son,  with  joy,  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  Ins  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  formed  anew ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

8S7.  C.  M.  Needham. 

The  lost  found.    Luke  15  :  7-10. 

1  O,  HOW  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And,  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns ! 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleased,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire ; 
"  The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

888.  S.  M.  Swain. 

Joy  in  the  Salvation  of  Sinners. 

1  WHO  can  forbear  to  sing, 

Who  can  refuse  to  praise, 
When  Zion's  high,  celestial  King, 
His  saving  power  displays  ? — 

2  When  sinners  at  his  feet, 

By  mercy  conquered,  fall  ? 
When  grace,  and  truth,  and  justice  meet, 
And  peace  unites  them  all  ? 
541 


BAPTISM. 


3  Who  can  forbear  to  praise 
Our  high,  celestial  King, 
When  sovereign,  rich,  redeeming  grace 
Invites  our  tongues  to  sing  ] 


BAPTISM. 

889.  L.  M.  Bali>wtw. 

Thus  it  becometh  us  to  fulfil  all  righteousness.     Matt.  3  :  15. 

1  COME,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb, 
Who  loved  our  race  ere  time  began, 
Who  veiled  his  Godhead  in  our  clay, 
And  in  an  humble  manger  lay. 

2  To  Jordan's  stream  the  Spirit  led, 

To  mark  the  path  his  saints  should  tread ; 
With  joy  they  trace  the  sacred  way, 
To  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Baptized  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
The  Saviour  left  his  watery  grave ; 
Heaven  owned  the  deed,  approved  the  way, 
And  blessed  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name, 
Come,  tread  his  steps,  and  learn  of  him ; 
Happy  beyond  expression  they 

Who  find  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

890.  C.  M.  Fellows. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ.     Mark  8  :  38. 

1  O  LORD,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 

Embrace  a  wretck  so  vile  ? 
Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 

And  all  its  shame  despised  ? 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  O  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptized  ? 
542 


BAPTISM. 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ? 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
That 's  worthy  of  my  God  ? 

4  O  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

891.  CM.  Beddome. 
Buried  with  him  by  Baptism.     Rom.  6  : 4. 

1  BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 

The  great  Redeemer  lies ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  do  his  willing  saints  to-day 

Their  ardent  zeal  express, 
And,  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way, 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 

And  would  his  cause  maintain — 
like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

4  His  presence  oft  revives  our  hearts, 

And  drives  our  fears  away ; 
When  he  commands,  and  strength  imparts: 
We  cheerfully  obey. 

5  Now  we,  blest  Saviour,  would  to  thee 

Our  grateful  voices  raise ; 
Washed  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Our  lives  shall  all  be  praise. 

892.  L.  M.  JuDSON. 

Christ  our  Example.    Matt.  3  :  13-17. 

1  OUR  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave, 
And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave : 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod— 
A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 
543 


BAPTISM. 

2  His  voice  wo  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love, 

And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine ! 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine ; 
High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 


893.  L.   M.  POINDEXMCR. 

The  Example  and  Command  of  Christ. 

1  HIS  sacred  head  the  Holy  One 

Obedient  bowed  in  Jordan's  wave ; 

The  Father's  voice  proclaimed  the  Son, 

The  Holy  Dove  his  witness  gave. 

2  Thus  Jesus  blessed  this  solemn  rite, 

While  heaven,  well  pleased,  approved  the  deed ; 
Then,  ere  he  rose  to  realms  of  light, 
The  universal  law  decreed. 

3  "  Believe  and  be  baptized,"  he  said : — 

Sinners,  regard  his  gracious  word ; 
To  him  be  your  submission  paid, 
Tread  in  the  footsteps  of  your  Lord. 

4  Thy  glorious  gospel  we  believe, 

To  thy  command  we  gladly  yield ; 
Our  homage  now,  O  Lord,  receive, 
And  be  thy  love  our  constant  shield. 

894.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  J.  E.  Oii.es. 

Taking  up  the  Cross.    Matt.  16  :  24. 

1  THOU  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 
"Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me;" 
Shall  the  word  with  terror  seize  us? 
Shall  we  from  the  burden  flee  1 

Lord,  I  '11  take  it. 
And,  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 
544 


BAPTISM. 

2  Should  it  rend  some  fond  connection, 

Should  I  suffer  shame  or  loss, 

Yet  the  fragrant,  blest  reflection, 

I  have  been  where  Jesus  was, 

Will  revive  me 
When  I  faint  beneath  the  cross. 

3  Fellowship  with  him  possessing, 

Let  me  die  to  earth  and  sin ; 
Let  me  rise  t'  enjoy  the  blessing 
Which  the  faithful  soul  shall  win : 

May  I  ever 
Follow  where  my  Lord  has  been. 


895.  S.  M.  L.  H.  SlGOUExVEY. 

Delight  in  Obedience. 

1  SAVIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 

Thy  pure  example  bless, 
And,  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal, 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 

2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led ; — 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 

Assembled  in  thy  fear, 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 

896.  L.  M.  Rippoi*      \ 

Confessing  Christ. 

1  IN  thine  assembly  here  we  stand, 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command ; 
The  sacred  flood  is  full  in  view, 

And  thy  sweet  voice  invites  us  through. 

2  The  Word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  Bride, 
Must  not  invite  and  be  denied ; 

Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  save, 
Interred  in  such  a  liquid  grave  ] 
23*  545 


BAPTISM. 

3  Thus  we,  dear  Saviour,  own  thy  name, 
Receive  us  rising  from  the  stream ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 
And  dwell  in  Zion  as  our  home. 

89 T.  L.  M.  Stenkett. 

■Buried  in  Baptism.    CoL  2:12. 

1  THE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 

Who  came  the  lost  to  seek  and  save, 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave. 

2  With  thee,  into  thy  watery  gTave, 

Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  descend ; 
'Tis  wondrous  grace  that  gives  us  leave 
To  be  baptized  like  Christ  our  Friend. 

3  Yet,  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way, 

To  let  us  see  the  light  again, 
So,  on  thy  resurrection  day, 

The  bands  of  death  proved  weak  and  vain. 

4  Thus,  when  thou  shalt  again  appear, 

The  gates  of  death  shall  open  wide ; 
Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear, 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 

898.  L.  M.  E.  W.  Freeman. 

Following  the  Lamb.    Rev.  14 : 4. 

1  HITHER  we  come,  our  dearest  Lord, 
Obedient  to  thy  sacred  word ; 

'Tis  thou  hast  called  our  hearts  to  flee 
From  sense  and  sin,  and  follow  thee. 

2  Here  ranged  along  the  water's  side, 
Where  gently  rolls  the  silent  tide, 
O,  what  on  earth  can  sweeter  be, 
Than  thus  to  come  and  follow  thee! 

3  When  wandering  in  the  vale  of  tears, 
Enslaved  by  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 
Then  didst  thou  come,  our  souls  to  free, 
And  gav'st  us  grace  to  follow  thee. 

546 


BAPTISM. 

4  Thou  wast  immersed  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  thy  future  grave ; 
O,  while  the  way  so  plain  we  see, 
What  can  we  do  but  follow  thee] 

809.  C.  M.  Eno.  Bap.  Col. 

My  sheep  follow  me.    John  10 :  2*7. 

1  O  LORD,  we  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 

With  joy  thy  cause  maintain; 
Like  Jesus  numbered  with  the  dead, 
Like  him  we  rise  and  reign. 

2  Down  to  the  hallowed  grave  we  go, 

Obedient  to  thy  word; 
'Tis  thus  the  world  around  shall  know 
We  're  buried  with  the  Lord. 

3  'Tis  thus  we  bid  its  pomps  adieu, 

And  boldly  venture  in  : 
O,  may  we  rise  to  live  anew, 
And  only  die  to  sin. 

900.  H.  M.  Fellows. 

The  Spirit  descending.     Matt.  3:16. 

1  DESCEND,  celestial  Dove, 

And  make  thy  presence  known ; 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 

And  seal  us  for  thine  own : 
Unblest  by  thee,  Nor  can  we  e'er 

Our  works  are  vain ;  Acceptance  gain. 

2  When  our  incarnate  God, 

The  sovereign  Prince  of  light, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 
Received  the  holy  rite, 
In  open  view  And,  dove-like,  flew 

Thy  form  came  down,  The  King  to  crown. 

3  Continue  still  to  shine, 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire : 
This  ordinance  is  thine ; 
Do  thou  our  souls  inspire  : 
Thou  wilt  attend  "  Till  time  shall  end," 

On  all  thy  sons :  Thy  promise  runs. 

547 


BAPTISM. 


901.  CM.  OldEng.  Col. 

Significance  of  Baptism. 

1  THE  Lord  my  heart  has  now  prepared 

To  walk  in  wisdom's  ways ; 
My  purpose  is  to  do  his  will, 
And  serve  him  all  my  days. 

2  I  to  this  watery  grave  descend, 

Because  my  Lord  has  died  ; 
And  by  his  powerful  blood  alone 
My  soul  is  justified. 

3  I'm  buried  in  this  liquid  tomb. 

To  show  what  Christ  endured ; 
And  that  with  him  I  die  to  sin, 
Whose  death  my  life  procured 

4  I  rise  again  to  live  anew, 

Because  my  Saviour  lives : 
He  clothes  me  with  his  righteousness, 
And  every  comfort  gives. 

5  Thus  does  this  solemn  rite  display 

The  doctrines  of  my  Lord ; 
I  haste  to  follow  where  he  leads, 
Obedient  to  his  word. 

902.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Commission.    Matt.  28  :  19. 

1  'T  WAS  the  commission  of  the  Lord, 

"  Go  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize ;" 
The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  "  Repent,  and  be  baptized,"  he  saith, 

"  For  the  remission  of  your  sins ;" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

3  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 

And  seal  our  covenant  with  the  Lord; 
O,  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 
In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  I 
548 


BAPTISM. 

903.  C.  M. 

Baptismal  Vows. 

1  LORD,  I  am  thine,  and  in  thine  aid 

I  place  my  firmest  trust : 
How  large  the  price  thy  love  has  paid 
For  vile,  polluted  dust ! 

2  In  thine  assembly  now  I  stand ; 

My  vows  to  thee  I  bring, 
Obedient* to  thy  great  command, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

3  I  stand  before  the  sacred  flood ; 

Thy  gracious  words  invite : 
How  poor  an  offering,  O  my  God, 
I  make  thee  in  this  rite ! 

4  Thine  ordinance,  great  Saviour,  bless ; 

Support  me  all  my  days ; 
May  I  each  gospel  truth  confess, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  ways. 

904.  S.  M.  Eng.  Bap  Col. 
Obeying  Christ. 

1  HERE,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 

In  thine  appointed  way ; 
Obedient  to  thy  high  commands, 
Our  solemn  vows  we  pay. 

2  O,  bless  this  sacred  rite, 

To  bring  us  near  to  thee : 
And  may  we  find  that  as  our  day 
Our  strength  shall  also  be. 

905.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Baptism  an  Emblem.     Rom.  6  : 4. 

1  DO  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  ? 
Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 
549 


BAPTISM. 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Raised  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign  " 
Within  our  mortal  flesh  again ; 
The  various  lusts  we  served  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

906.  L.  M.  Judson. 

The  Holy  Spirit  invoked.    Matt.  3:16. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  shine, 
And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

3  We  sink  beneath  the  mystic  flood; 
O,  bathe  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood ; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave, 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

4  And  as  we  rise,  with  thee  to  live, 
O,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 

The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love. 

907.  C.  M.  DoDDftinOB. 
Spiritual  Resurrection,     Rom.  6  : 4. 

1  BAPTIZED  into  our  Saviour's  death. 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

2  There,  by  his  Father's  side,  he  sits, 

Enthroned  divinely  fair, 
Yet  owns  himself  our  Brother  still, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 
550 


BAPTISM. 

3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies — 
And  be  our  hearts  above. 

4  But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong,  attractive  power/ 
To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 


908.  L.  M.  Stknxbtt. 

They  that  gladly  received  the  word  were  baptized. 
Acts  2 :  41. 

1  SEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 

The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod, 
And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God! 

2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 

And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire ; 
Relying  wholly  on  his  grace 

Who  waked  in  them  the  pure  desire. 

3  O  sacred  rite,  by  thee,  to  own 

The  name  of  Jesus  we  begin : 
This  is  our  resurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 

Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men : 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  amen. 


909.  8s  k  7s.  Robt.  T.  Daniel. 

Baptism  the  Answer  of  a  good  Conscience. 
1  Pet.  3 :  20, 21. 

1  LORD,  in  humble,  sweet  submission, 
Here  we  meet  to  follow  thee ; 
Trusting  in  thy  great  salvation, 
Which  alone  can  make  us  free. 
551 


BAPTISM. 

2  Naught  have  we  to  claim  as  merit ; 

All  the  duties  we  can  do 
Can  no  crown  of  life  inherit : 
All  the  praise  to  thee  is  due. 

3  Yet  we  come  in  Christian  duty, 

Down  beneath  the  wave  to  go ; 
O,.  the  bliss !  the  heavenly  beauty ! 
Christ,  the  Lord,  was  buried  so. 

4  Come,  ye  children  of  the  kingdom, 

Follow  him  beneath  the  wave ; 
Rise,  and  show  his  resurrection, 
And  proclaim  his  power  to  save. 

5  Is  there  here  a  weeping  Mary, 

Waiting  near  the  Saviour's  tomb ; 
Heavy-laden,  sick,  and  weary, 
Crying,  "  O,  that  I  could  come !" 

6  Welcome,  all  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 

Welcome  to  his  church  below ; 
Venture  wholly  on  the  Saviour, 
Come,  and  with  his  people  go. 


010.  L.  M. 

Single  Verses  on  Baptism. 

1  WHATE'ER  to  thee,  our  Lord,  belongs, 
Js  always  worthy  of  our  songs ; 
And  all  thy  works,  and  all  thy  ways, 
Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praise. 


2  Hosanna  to  the  church's  Head, 

WTho  suffered  in  our  room  and  stead ! 
He  was  baptized  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  baptized  in  sweat  and  blood  ! 


3  Come,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
Come,  and  obey  his  sacred  word ; 
He  died,  and  rose  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 
552 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Ye  who  your  native  vileness  mourn, 
And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn, 
Who  see  your  wretched  state  by  sin, 
"  Ye  blessed  of  the  Lord,  come  in." 


5  Apostles  trod  this  holy  ground, 
This  is  the  road  believers  go  : 
My  Jesus  in  this  way  was  found, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  tread  it  too. 


6  Come,  saints,  adore  your  Saviour,  God, 
Who  led  your  willing  footsteps  here  \ 
Walk  in  the  blessed  paths  he  trod, 
Nor  duty  dread,  nor  danger  fear. 


7  Come,  sacred  Dove,  in  peace  descend, 
As  once  thou  didst  on  Jordan's  wave ; 
Now  with  this  scene  thine  influence  blend, 
And  hover  o'er  this  solemn  grave. 


8  Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
On  these  baptized  believers  move : 
That  they,  through  energy  divine, 
May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 


All  ye  that  love  Immanuel's  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increasing  flame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  light ! 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  invite. 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP. 

'J  I  1 .  CM.  Doddridge, 

Ask  the  Way  to  Zion.    Jer.  50  :  5 

1  INQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 
That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determined  will. 
24  553 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around 

Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  O  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favor  there ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer ! 

4  O  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 


912.  C.  M.  Jas.  Newton. 

After  Baptism. 

1  LET  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 

013.  *7S.  MoNTGOMERV. 

We  will  go  with  you :  God  in  with  you.    Zech.  8 :  23. 

1  PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
P:iths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O,  receive  me  into  rest. 
554 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more ; 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

914.  L.  M.  Kellt 

Welcome  to  Fellowship. 

1  "  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord ;" 

O,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  tne  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Thy  name,  'tis  hoped,  already  stands 

Within  the  book  of  life  above ; 
And  now  to  thine  we  join  our  hands, 
In  token  of  fraternal  love. 

3  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford 

We  '11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

4  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  case  our  own. 

5  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


915.  CM.  Montgomery. 

Come  with  us.     Numb.  10  :  29. 

1  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord : 
Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 
Our  friend,  our  brother  now. 
555 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP. 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 
From  lies  and  vanity. 

3  The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 

The  heavenly  bread  we  break — 
Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness, 
Freely  with  us  partake. 

4  In  weal  or  woe,  in  joy  or  care, 

Thy  portion  shall  be  ours ; 
Christians  their  mutual  burdens  bear; 
They  lend  their  mutual  powers. 

5  Come  with  us ;  we  will  do  thee  good, 

As  God  to  us  hath  done  ; 
Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood, 
Whose  faith  the  victory  won. 

6  And  when,  by  turns,  we  pass  away, 

As  star  by  star  grows  dim, 

May  each,  translated  into  day, 

Be  lost,  and  found  in  him. 

916.  L.  M.  Newton 

Christian  Welcome. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  "lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us 

4  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffered,  for  us  here  below, 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he 's  doing  for  us  now. 
556 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

5  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  long  to  see  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

917,  L.  M.  Beddomk. 

Receiving  Members. 

1  BELIEVING  souls,  of  Christ  beloved, 

Who  have  yourselves  to  him  resigned, 
Your  faith  and  practice,  both  approved, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  shall  find. 

2  Now  saved  from  sin  and  Satan's  wiles, 

Though  by  a  scorning  world  abhorred, 
Now  share  with  us  the  Saviour's  smiles ; 
Come  in,  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord. 

3  In  fellowship  we  join  our  hands, 

And  you  an  invitation  give ; 
Unite  with  us  in  sacred  bands  ; 
The  pledges  of  our  love  receive. 

4  Do  Thou,  who  art  the  church's  Head, 

This  union  with  thy  blessing  crown ; 
And  still,  O  Lord,  revive  the  dead, 

Till  thousands  more  thy  name  shall  own. 


THE   LORD'S   SUPPER. 

918.  L.  M.  Waits, 

A  heavenly  Feast. 

1  FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone ! 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone; 

Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  O,  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire : 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

557 


THE    LORD  S    SUITER. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are! 
Ne'er  did  the  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine  ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine; 
Thy  glorious  name  shall  be  adored, 
And  every  tongue  confess  thee  Lord. 

919.  CM. 

A  Remembrancer. 

1  LET  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 

Be  banished  from  the  heart, 
The  Saviour's  love  fill  every  breast, 
And  light  and  life  impart. 

2  He  knew  how  frail  our  nature  is, 

Our  souls  how  apt  to  stray ; 
How  much  we  need  his  gracious  help 
To  keep  us  in  the  way  : 

3  These  faithful  pledges  of  his  love 

His  mercy  did  ord:un, 
To  bring  refreshment  to  our  souls, 
And  faith  and  hope  sustain. 

4  Since  such  his  condescending  grace. 

Let  us,  with  hearts  sincere, 
Obedient  to  his  holy  will, 
His  table  now  draw  near. 

5  And  while  we  join  to  celebrate 

The  sufferings  of  our  Lord, 
May  we  receive  new  grace  and  powv<, 
T'  obey  his  holy  word. 

920.  C.  M.  B^dome 

Keeping  the  Feast.     1  Cor.  5 :  8. 

1  HOW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work, 
Which  we  attend  to-day ! 
Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame, 
O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 
558 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

2  O,  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pained  and  grieved  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Relieved  our  every  smart. 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercise 

Be  exercised  again ; 
And,  nurtured  by  celestial  power, 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Whilst  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 

To  all  around  we  own, 
Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor,  from  the  throne. 

5  Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 

To  heaven  our  passions  raise, 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all,  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

L.  M.  Watts 

Institution  of  the  Supper.     1  Cor.  11 :  23-26. 

'T  WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 

Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes — 

Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake : 

What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

"  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin : 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine ; 
"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

"  Do  this,"  lie  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend ; 

Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord.™ 

Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 

The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
559 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER 


922.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  Pastures  of  Christ.     Sol.  Song,  1  : 7. 

1  THOU  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 
Where  doth  thy  sweetest  pasture  grow  1 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see ; 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be  ; 
A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears. 

4  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blood: 
Here  to  these  hills  my  soul  will  come, 
Till  my  Beloved  leads  me  home. 

923.  L.  M.  Relief  Hracra. 
Lord's  Supper  established.     1  Cor.  11  :  23-26. 

1  'T  WAS  on  that  night  when  doomed  to  know 
The  eager  rage  of  every  foe — 

That  night  in  which  he  was  betrayed, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread ; 

2  And,  after  1  hanks  and  glory  given 

To  Him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heaven, 
That  symbol  of  his  flesh  he  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  his  followers  spoke: 

3  "  My  broken  body  thus  I  give 

For  you,  for  all ;  take,  eat,  and  live  ; 

And  oft  the  sacred  rite  renew, 

That  brings  my  wondrous  love  to  view." 

4  Then  in  his  hands  the  cup  he  raised, 
And  God  anew  he  thanked  and  praised; 
While  kindness  in  his  bosom  glowed, 
And  from  his  lips  salvation  flowed. 

560 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

5  "  My  Wood  I  thus  pour  forth,"  he  cries, 
"  To  cleanse  the  soul  in  sin  that  lies; 
In  this  the  covenant  is  sealed, 

And  Heaven's  eternal  grace  revealed. 

6  "  With  love  to  man  this  cup  is  fraught, 
Let  all  partake  the  sacred  draught ; 
Through  latest  ages  let  it  pour, 

In  memory  of  my  dying  hour." 

924.  C.  M.  Hart 

Commemoration  of  a  dying  Saviour. 

1  THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Did,  almost  with  his  latest  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  are  met, 

And  to  remember  thee : 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

3  Thy  sufferings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings ; 
We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine. 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  O,  tune  our  tongues,  with  zeal  inflame 

Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
To  sing,  "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me." 


925.  CM.  Montgome* 

Do  this  in  remembrance  of  me.     1  Cor.  1 1 :  24. 

1  ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord — 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 
24*  561 


THE    LORL  S    SUPPER. 

3  Gethseraane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee ! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yes,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

926.  C.  M.  Ch.  Lyre. 

Remembering  Jesus.     Heb.  12:3. 

1  JESUS,  thy  love  shall  we  forget, 

And  never  bring  to  mind 
Thy  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  pain  forget  ? 

Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer? 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapor  wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair  ? 

3  Gethsemane  can  we  forget : — 

Thy  struggling  agony, 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee  ? 

4  Can  we  the  crown  of  thorns  forget — 

The  buffeting  and  shame ; 
When  hell  thy  sinking  soul  beset, 
And  earth  reviled  thy  name  ? 

5  The  nails,  the  spear,  can  we  forget-— 

The  agonizing  cry — 
«My  God,  my  Father!  wilt  thou  let 
Thy  Son  forsaken  die?" 
562 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPEK 

6  Life's  brightest  joys  we  may  forget; 

Our  kindred  cease  to  love ; 
But  he,  who  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
Our  constancy  shall  prove. 

7  Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee — alone  on  thee ; 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid — 
Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

927.  L.  M.  Wait* 

Glorying  in  the  Cross.     Gal.  6  :  14. 

1  AT  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood  like  wine  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  its  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

928.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Boundless  Love. 

1  OUR  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb ' 

O,  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
And  melting  as  his  dying  love. 

2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  heaven  resigns  his  bieath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
To  ransom  guilty  worms  from  death ! 
563 


THE    LORD  3    SUPPER. 

3  The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now, 

And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more ; 
From  all  his  wounds  new  blessings  flow, 
A  sea  of  joy  without  a  shore. 

4  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 

To  speak  compassion  so  divine ; 
Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 
A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine. 


929.  C.  M.  Waits. 

The  Compassion  of  Christ.     Rom.  5 :  6-8.    Zech.  12 :  10. 

1  HOW  condescending  and  how  kind 

Was  God's  eternal  Son ! 
Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provoked, 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  sword, 
He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke 
Without  a  murmuring  word. 

3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne : 
There 's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows. 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great : 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 

6  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt 

While  we  his  death  record, 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardoned  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 
564 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

O.  CM.  B.  W.  Noei* 

The  best  Friend.     John  15  :  13. 

1  IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh ; — 

2  O,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  endless  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed ! — 
"Meet,  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear! 
O  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 

1  .  L.  M.  Krishna  Pal. 

Remembering  the  Wonders  of  Chrisfs  Love. 

1  O  THOU,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore ; 
Let  every  idol  be  forgot ; 

But,  O  my  soul,  forget  him  not. 

2  Renounce  thy  works  and  ways,  with  grief, 
And  fly  to  this  divine  relief; 

Nor  him  forget,  who  left  his  throne, 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 

3  Eternal  truth  and  mercy  shine 
In  him,  and  he  himself  is  thine : 
And  canst  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 

Such  charms,  such  matchless  charms,  forget  ? 

4  O,  no  ;  till  life  itself  depart, 

His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart ; 
And,  lisping  this,  from  earth  I  '11  rise, 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 
565 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

932.  L.  M.  Watts 
I  go  to  prepare  a  place  for  you.    John  14  :  2,  3. 

1  JESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  Let  sinful  joys  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem, 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  forever  near  his  face. 

933.  L.  M.  wA- 

Glorying  in  the  Cross.     Gal.  6  :  14. 

3  WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down , 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  all  the  realm  of  nature  mine. 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
566 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

934.  C.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Looking  on  Him  we  have  pierced.     Zeck  12  :  10. 

1  PREPARE  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

Who  all  our  griefs  hast  borne; 
To  look  on  thee,  whom  we  have  pierced ; 
TV  look  on  thee,  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice; 

And,  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim,  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me !" 


935.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Covenant  sealed.     John  3  :  33. 

i  "  THE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
Shall  stand  forever  good," 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  I  call  that  legacy  mine  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath ; 
'T  was  purchased  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 

4  Thy  light  and  strength,  and  pardoning  grace, 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine: 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

936.  C.  M.  S.  Stennett. 

My  flesh  is  meat  indeed.     John  6  :  53-55. 

I  HERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
To  feed  on  food  divine : 
Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 
567 


THE 

2  He  that  prepares  this  rich  repast, 

Himself  comes  down  and  dies ; 
And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow: 

O,  what  delightful  food ! 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  so  divine ; 
Well  thou  mayst  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine. 

5  Yes,  thou  shalt  surely  have  my  heart, 

My  soul,  my  strength,  my  all : 
With  life  itself  I  '11  freely  part, 
My  Jesus,  at  thy  call. 

937.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Loving-kindness.     Jer.  31 :  3. 

1  HOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  Love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores ! 

2  While  all  our  hearts,  and  every  song, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongue, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there  's  room, 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice. 
And  rather  starve  than  come  V 

4  'T  was  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast 

That  sweetly  forced  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God : 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home 
568 


THE    LORD'S    SUrPER. 

S.  M.  Watts 

Communion  with  Christ.     1  Cor.  10  :  16,  17 

1  JESUS  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh, 

And  bids  us  drink  his  blood ; 
Amazing  favor,  matchless  grace, 
Of  our  descending  God ' 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined 

his  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

CM.  J.  Stenxett 

Jesus  inviting  to  the  Feast     Sol.  Song,  5  : 1. 

1  LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place  . — 

2  I,  that  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God : 
I,  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  The  feast  was  made  for  you ; 
For  you  I  groaned,  and  bled,  and  died, 
And  rose,  and  triumphed  too." 
24*  569 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER, 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had — 
What  will  it  be  above  ! 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praising  powers; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
■No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I  'd  give  them  all  to  thee : 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

940,  Is.  Conder. 
Body  and  Blood  of  Christ     John  6  :  54—57. 

1  BREAD  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 

Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  Him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life,  O  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 

941.  CM.  E.  TAYLOR. 
All  made  to  drink  into  one  Spirit.     1  Cor.  12    13. 

1  O  HERE,  if  ever,  God  of  love, 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease, 
And  every  heart  harmonious  move, 
And  every  thought  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  Him 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 
570 


ORDINATIONS. 

No,  gracious  Master,  not  m  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been ; 
The  peace  thou  gav'st  may  yet  remain, 

Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

"  Thy  kingdom  come ;"  we  watch,  we  wait 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call, 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 


ORDINATIONS. 

942,  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
The  Ministry  divinely  appointed.     Eph.  4.  9-12. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vows, 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  be  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Conferred  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostle's  honored  name, 
Sacred  beyond  all  earthly  fame; 

In  lowlier  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Our  pastors  hence  and  teachers  rise. 

4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Through  latest  courses  of  the  sun ; 
While  numerous  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

943.  S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Bearers  of  good  Tidings.    Isal  52  : 7-10. 

1  HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
571 


ORDINATIONS. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice . 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are ! — 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound  ! 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God 


944.  C.  M.  DoDrmn>GR 

Watching  for  S&uls.    Ezek.  33 : 1-9.     Heb.  13:17. 

1  LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  th'  alarm  they  give : 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands, 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego — 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live, 
In  rapture  or  in  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 
57:2 


ORDINATIONS. 


945.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 
A  Messenger  for  God.     IsaL  6  . 1-8. 

1  OUR  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne, 
Arrayed  in  majesty  unknown ; 
The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

By  all  the  Seraphim  adored. 

2  Lord,  how  can  sinful  lips  proclaim 
The  honors  of  so  great  a  name  ? 
O,  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
To  touch  his  lips,  to  fire  his  soul ! 

3  Then  if  a  messenger  thou  ask, 
A  laborer  for  the  hardest  task, 
Through  all  his  weakness  and  his  fear, 
Love  shall  reply,  "  Thy  servant 's  here." 

4  Nor  let  his  willing  soul  complain, 
Though  every  effort  seem  in  vain ; 
His  ample  recompense  shall  be, 

But  to  have  wrought,  O  God,  for  thie. 

946.  C.  M. 

Preaching  Christ  crucified.     1  Cor.  2 :  2. 

1  JESUS,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given ! 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear ; 

It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

2  O,  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace  ! 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Can  sinners  all  embrace. 

3  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 

His  loving  truth  proclaim : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,  "  Behold  the  Lamb !" 

4  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name  ! 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"  Behold !  behold  the  Lamb  !" 
573 


ORDINATIONS. 

©47.  L.  M.  WAn* 

The  Commission.     Mark  16  :  15-20. 

1  "  GO,  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Loi  J ; 

"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive ; 
He  shall  be  saved  that  trusts  my  word, 
And  he  condemned  who  '11  not  believe. 

2  "  I  '11  make  your  great  commission  known  ; 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 

I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head ; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode : 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

948.  L.  M.  J.  We  ley. 

Fearless  Sincerity.     Eph.  6:19, 20. 

1  SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  my  inmost  thoughts  descry ; 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 

2  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng; 
Soften  thy  truth,  and  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 

The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee  ? 

3  No,  let  men  rage;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadowing  wings  around  my  head : 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wandering  souls  of  men; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

574 


ORDINATIONS. 

5  For  this  let  men  revile  my  iiame, 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame ; 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  pain ; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

6  My  life,  my  blood,  1  here  present, 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent ; 
Fulfil  thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord  ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  adored ! 

949,  L.  M.  Beddome. 

Full  of  power  by  the  Spirit.     Mic.  3:8. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer ; 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee — 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be ! 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge ! 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge; 

Their  best  acquirements  are  our  gain, 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe,  then,  with  energy  divine, 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  thine  : 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal, 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed  ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed : 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

950*  L.    M.  PorNDEXTER. 

Prayer  of  a  Church  for  their  Pastor. 

1  HEAD  of  the  Church !  to  thee  we  bow, 
With  our  united,  fervent  prayer ; 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  heard  our  solemn  vow, 
Now  let  us  in  thy  mercy  share. 
575 


ORDINATIONS. 

2  Behold  the  Pastor  of  our  choice  : — 

Guide  thou  his  feet,  and  guard  his  way ; — 
O,  may  he  ever  hear  thy  voice, 
And  we  thy  gracious  word  obey. 

3  For  Christless  sinners  may  his  heart 

Burn  with  intensest  love  and  zeal ; 
And,  Lord,  thy  powerful  grace  impart, 
The  truth  upon  their  minds  to  seal. 

4  And  when  our  service  here  shall  end, 

When  earthly  scenes  and  toils  are  o'er, 
O,  may  we  all  to  heaven  ascend, 
To  dwell  with  thee  for  evermore. 

951.  S.  M.  C.Weslei 
The  Harvest  great — Laborers  few.    Matt.  9 :  37,  38. 

1  LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 

Thy  needy  servants'  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 
The  harvest  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Convert,  and  send  forth  more 

Into  tny  church  abroad, 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

952.  C.  M.  LAwgoK 

Departure  of  Missionaries.     1  Sam.  17  :  S7 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  condescend 

To  hear  our  fervent  prayer, 
While  these,  our  brethren,  we  commend 
To  thy  paternal  care. 

2  Before  them  set  an  open  door ; 

Their  various  efforts  bless ; 
On  them  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
And  crown  them  with  success. 
576 


ORDINATIONS. 

3  Endow  them  with  a  heavenly  mind ; 

Supply  their  every  need  ; 
Make  them  in  spirit  meek,  resigned, 
But  bold  in  word  and  deed. 

4  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 

Uphold  them  by  thy  grace, 
And  guard  them  by  thy  mighty  power, 
Till  they  shall  end  their  race. 

5  Then,  followed  by  a  numerous  train. 

Gathered  from  heathen  lands, 

A  crown  of  life  may  they  obtain 

From  their  Redeemer's  hands. 


£53.  CM.  Eng.  Bap.  Col. 

Choice  of  Deacons.     Acts  6  :  1— 6. 

1  VOUCHSAFE,  O  Lord,  thy  presence  now ; 

Direct  us  in  thy  fear : 
Before  thy  throne  we  humbly  bow, 
And  otter  fervent  prayer. 

2  Give  us  the  men  whom  thou  shalt  choose 

Thy  house  on  earth  to  guide — 
Those  who  shall  ne'er  their  power  abuse, 
Or  rule  with  haughty  pride. 

3  Inspired  with  wisdom  from  above, 

And  with  discretion  blessed ; 
Displaying  meekness,  temperance,  love, 
Of  every  grace  possessed  : — 

4  These  are  the  men  we  seek  of  thee, 

O  God  of  righteousness ; 
Such  may  our  deacons  ever  be, 
With  such  thy  people  bless. 

054.  L.  M.  Anderson  s  Col, 

Prayer  for  the  Minister  ordained. 

1  LORD,  let  thy  presence  now  attend 
Him  whom  we  to  thy  grace  commend ; 
Nor  let  him  as  a  pilgrim  rove, 
Without  the  conduct  of  thy  love. 
25  577 


ORDINATIONS. 

2  Thy  promise  stands  upon  record, 

To  be  with  those  who  preach  thy  word ; 
Be  with  him,  Lord !  the  work  is  thine ; 
Support  him  with  thy  strength  divine. 

3  Inflame  his  zeal,  enlarge  his  heart, 
Courage  and  utterance  impart ; 
His  love  be  ardent,  pure  his  aim, 
The  great  salvation  be  his  theme. 

4  While  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  his  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
Thy  power  exert,  thy  gospel  bless, 
And  crown  his  labors  with  success. 

5  O,  may  his  eyes  with  joy  behold 
Thy  grace,  as  in  the  days  of  old ; 
May  sinners  tremble  at  thy  word, 
Believe,  and  turn  unto  the  Lord. 

955.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

Qualifications  of  Deacons.     1  Tim.  3  :  8-1 3 . 

1  O  KING  of  Zion,  thee  we  praise, 

And  hail  the  grace  thy  church  enjoys ; 
Her  holy  deacons  are  thine  own, 
With  all  the  gifts  thy  love  employs. 

2  Up  to  thy  throne  we  lift  our  eyes, 

For  blessings  to  attend  our  choice, 
Of  those  whose  generous,  prudent  zeal, 
Shall  make  thy  favored  ways  rejoice. 

3  When  pastor,  saints,  and  poor  they  serve, 

May  their  own  hearts  with  grace  be  crowned! 
While  patience,  sympathy,  and  joy, 
Adorn,  and  through  their  lives  abound. 

4  By  purest  love  to  Christ,  and  truth, 

O,  may  they  win  a  good  degree 
Of  boldness  in  the  Christian  faith, 

And  meet  the  smile  of  thine  and  thee! 

6  And  when  the  work  to  them  assigned — 
The  work  of  love — is  fully  done, 
Call  them  from  serving  tables  here, 
To  sit  around  thy  glorious  throne. 
578 


CONSTITUTION    AND    DEDICATION    OF    A    CHURCH. 


CONSTITUTION   AND   DEDICATION 
OF    A   CHURCH. 

956.  C.  M.  Newton. 
A  House  of  Prayer.     Isai.  56:7. 

1  DEAR  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear; 

Thy  presence  now  display ; 
As  thou  hast  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord,  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal.    . 

3  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round, 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

957.  L.  M.  Pierpon*. 

Opening  of  a  Church. 

1  O  THOU  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung, 
To  only  thee,  in  every  clime, 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

2  Not  now,  on  Zion's  height  alone, 

Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell, 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart — may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  In  this  thy  house,  whose  doors  we  now 

For  sacred  worship  first  unfold, 
To  thee  the  suppliant  tnrong  shall  bow, 
While  circling  years  on  years  are  rolled ! 
679 


CONSTITUTION    AND    DEDICATION    OF    A    CHURCH. 

5  To  thee  shall  Age,  with,  snowy  hair, 

And  Strength  and  Weakness,  bend  the  knee, 
And  Childhood  lisp  with  reverent  air 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee. 


958.  L.  M.  Watts. 

A  Habitation  for  God.     Ps.  132:5,  13-18. 

1  WHERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 

A  habitation  for  our  God  ? 
A  dwelling  for  th'  Eternal  Mind 

Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  1 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still ; 

His  cKurch  is  with  his  presence  blessed. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  forever,  saith  the  Lord ; 
Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread; 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  fed. 

959*  *7s.  Montgomery. 

/  have  put  my  name  there  forever.     1  Kings  9  : 3. 

1  LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ; 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest ; — 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

580 


CONSTITUTION    AND     DEDICATION     OF    A    CHURCH. 

4  Hallelujah ! — earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply ; 
Hallelujah  ! — hence  ascend 
Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

960.  L.  M.  Montgomery 
God's  Earthly  House,     1  Kings  8  :  13. 

1  HERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee ; 
O,  choose  it  for  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart : 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

961.  CM.  Dobell's  Col. 
The  House  of  God.     IsaL  66  : 1,  2. 

1  GREAT  Sovereign  of  the  earth  and  sky, 

And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Before  thy  glorious  majesty 
Ten  thousand  seraphs  bow. 

2  Yet  thou  art  not  confined  above ; 

Thy  presence  knows  no  bound ; 
Where'er  thy  praying  people  meet, 
There  thou  art  always  found. 
581 


CONSTITUTION     AND    DEDICATION     OF    A    CIIUBCII. 

3  Behold  a  temple  raised  for  thee ; 

O,  meet  thy  people  here : 
Here,  O  thou  King  of  saints,  reside, 
And  in  thy  church  appear. 

4  Here  may  salvation  be  proclaimed 

By  thy  most  precious  blood; 

Let  sinners  know  the  joyful  sound, 

And- own  their  Saviour,  God. 


962.  L.  M.  N.  P.  Willis. 

Nature's  Temple.     Job  38  :  4-11. 

1  THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple,  built  by  God ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone ; 

He  spake,  and,  lo !  the  work  was  done. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high, 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  sky ;  and  all  was  good  ; 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rung, 
The  morning  stars  together  sung. 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 
An  humbler  temple,  built  with  hands. 

963,  C  M.  Reed. 

Ye  are  the  temple  of  God.     1  Cor.  3:16.     Acte  17  :  24 

i  SPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 
And  make  this  house  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power; 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come. 

2  Come  as  the  ligbt :  to  us  reveal 
Our  sinfulness  and  woe, 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life, 
Where  all  the  righteous  go.   • 
582 


CONSTITUTION    AND    DEDICATION    OF    A    CHURCH. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 
Like  sacrificial  flame  : 

Let  every  soul  an  offering-  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dew,  and  sweetly  bless 
This  consecrated  hour ; 

Let  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 
Thy  fertilizing  power. 

5  Come  as  a  dove,  and  spread  thy  wings — 
The  wings  of  peaceful  love — 

And  let  the  church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  church  above. 

6  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 
And  make  these  hearts  thy  home ; 

Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power; 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come. 

34.  L.   M.  DoDDKtDGB, 

A  Blessing  sought.     1  Kings  8  :  27. 

1  AND  will  the  great,  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 
And  will  he,  from  his  heavenly  throne, 
Avow  our  temples  for  his  own  1 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us,  sinful  mortals,  near. 

3  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise ; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise, 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

4  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  words  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

5  And  in  the  great,  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey. 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

583 


CONSTITUTION     AND    DEDICATION    OF    A    CHURCH. 

965.  C.  M.  Shepherd's  Cou 

God  dwelling  among  Men.     2  Chron.  6:18. 

1  WILL  God  in  very  deed  descend, 

And  dwell  with  men  below  ? 
An  ear  to  mortal  worship  lend  ? 
To  us  his  glory  show? 

2  While  heaven's  exalted  spheres  resound 

With  hymns  which  angels  sing, 
Will  God  in  mercy  so  abound, 
T'  accept  the  praise  we  bring  ? 

3  Allowed  within  thy  courts  to  meet, 

Thy  presence  we  implore ; 
Smile  on  us  from  thy  mercy-seat, 
And  we  desire  no  more. 

4  Here  let  thy  gospel  be  declared ; 

Here  make  thy  power  be  known ; 
May  every  heart,  by  grace  prepared, 
Be  the  Redeemer's  throne. 

5  Here  make  thyself  a  glorious  name, 

And  form  us  for  thy  praise ; 
Thy  promised  presence,  Lord,  we  claim, 
And  supplicate  thy  grace. 

966.  C.  M.  j.  r.  scon. 

Peace  be  within  thy  walls.     Ps.  122 :  7. 

1  TO  thee  this  temple  we  devote, 

Our  Father  and  our  God ; 
Accept  it  thine,  and  seal  it  now 
Thy  Spirit's  blest  abode. 

2  Here  m?y  the  prayer  of  faith  ascend, 

The  voice  of  praise  arise ; 
O,  may  each  lowly  service  prove 
Accepted  sacrifice. 

3  Here  may  the  sinner  learn  his  guilt, 

And  weep  before  his  Lord ; 
Here,  pardoned,  sing  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  here  his  vows  record. 
584 


GLORY  AND*  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

4  Here  may  affliction  dry  the  tear, 
And  learn  to  trust  in  God, 
Convinced  it  is  a  Father  smites, 
And  love  that  guides  the  rod. 

6  Peace  be  within  these  sacred  walls ; 
Prosperity  be  here ; 
Long  smile  upon  thy  people,  Lord, 
And  evermore  be  near. 

.  C.  M.  J.  D.  Knowles. 

Blessing  supplicated. 

1  O  LORD,  where'er  thy  saints  apart 

Are  met  for  praise  and  prayer, 
Wherever  sighs  a  contrite  heart, 
Thou,  gracious  God,  art  there.    ' 

2  With  grateful  joy,  thy  children  rear 

This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Long  may  they  sing  thy  praises  here, 
And  here  thy  beauty  see. 

3  Here,  Saviour,  deign  thy  saints  to  meet; 

With  peace  their  hearts  to  fill ; 
And  here,  like  Sharon's  odors  sweet, 
May  grace  divine  distil. 

4  Here  may  thy  truth  fresh  triumphs  win ; 

Eternal  Spirit,  here, 
In  many  a  heart,  now  dead  in  sin, 
A  living  temple  rear. 


GLORY   AND    SAFETY   OF   THE 
CHURCH. 

68.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Beauty  of  the  Church.     Ps.  48 :  10-14. 

1  FAR  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 

Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

25*  585 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thy  holy  ground, 
-  And  mark  the  building  well — 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

6  How  decent,  and  how  wise  ! 
How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die — 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

969.  8s  &  *7s.  Newtow. 

Promises  to  the  Church. 

1  GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight, 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 
And  ail  fear  of  want  remove. 
586 


GLOBT  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

5  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

6  Round  her  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 


970.  L.  M.  Watto. 

Safety  of  the  Church.     Isai.  60  :  14-20. 

1  HAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ; 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength  ;  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits ; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundation  move, 
Fixed  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage ; 
Against  thy  throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

f  1 .  L.  M.  Epis.  Col. 

Triumphs  of  Zion.     Isai  52  : 1,  2,  11,  12. 

1  TRIUMPHANT  Zion!  lift  thy  head 
F^om  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ! 
Though  humbled  long — awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thine  excellence  be  known : 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
Thy  glories  shall  the  world  confess. 

587 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thv  hallowed  walls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God,  from  on  high,  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hand  thy  ruin  shall  repair : 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 


972.  L.  M.  Waits 

God  the  Refuge  of  his  People.     Ps.  46  : 1-5. 

1  GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 

97  3.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Zion  a  glory  in  the  earth.     Isai.  26  : 1-4. 

1  HOW  honored  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand! — 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land. 
588 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 


2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 


x  iic  uiy    wiido   wc  u.vvcn, 

While  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates ; 
The  doors  wide  open  fling; 

Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  your  King. 

4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace, 

You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 
And  banish  all  your  fears ; 

Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

974.  S.  M.  Watts. 

God  the  Safety  of  the  Church.    Ps.  48 : 1-8. 

1  GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  In  Zion  God  is  known, 
A  refuge  in  distress : 

How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

3  When  kings  against  her  joined, 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 

In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flock  has  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 
We  '11  to  his  house  repair ; 

We  '11  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 
589 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

97  5.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Kelly. 

God's  Faithfulness  to  his  Church.     Isai.  49  :  14—16. 

1  ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine : 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arras  combine : 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

976.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Church's  Defence.     Ps.  46  :  6-11. 

1  LET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

Though  tyrants  rage  and  kingdoms  rise ; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 

The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 

And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid : 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
What  desolations  he  has  made ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores, 

He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  "  Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 

I  '11  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 
I  will  be  known  and  feared  abroad, 
But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands." 
590 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

5  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 

While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

977.  L.  M.  Beethoven  Col. 
Tender  Solicituae  for  the  Church.     Ps.  137. 

1  WHEN  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest, 

Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  opprest — 
And  Zion  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that  when  with  joy  we  sung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  silent  strings  neglected  hung 
On  willow  trees  that  withered  there. 

3  Regardless  whence  our  sorrows  spring, 

Th'  insulting  foe  a  song  demands ; 
How  can  we  tune  our  voice  to  sing 
Jehovah's  song  in  foreign  lands ! 

4  O  Salem!  our  once  happy  seat! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let,  then,  my  trembling  hand  forget 
The  tuneful  strings  with  art  to  move. 

5  If  I  to  mention  thee  forbear, 

My  faithless  tongue  in  silence  seal — 
If  aught  to  Zion  I  prefer, 

Or  cease  for  her  distress  to  feel. 

978.  lis.  Rippon's  Col. 
Comfort  to  the  Church  in  Trouble.     Isai.  54 :  7-14. 

1  O  ZION !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man  can  save 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrors  dismayed, 
In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decayed. 

2  Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm, 
But  skilful 's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm ; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee  defends, 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 
591 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

3  "  O  fearful !  O  faithless !"  in  mercy  he  cries, 

"  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light  m  thine  eyes'? 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall  stand, 
Through  tempest  and  tossing  I  '11  bring  thee  to  land. 

4  "  Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  cannot — thy  name 
Engraved  on  my  heart  doth  forever  remain  ; 
The  palms  of  my  hands  whilst  I  look  on,  I  see 
The  wounds  I  received  when  suffering  for  thee. 

5  "  Ther  trust  me  and  fear  not,  thy  life  is  secure ; 
My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power : 
In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 

To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to  shine. 

6  "  The  foolish,  the  fearful,  the  weak  are  my  care, 
The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I  hear  their  sad  prayer: 
From  all  their  afflictions  my  glory  shall  spring, 
And  the  deeper  their  sorrows  the  louder  they  '11  sing. 

979.  CM.  Watts. 

God's  Favor  to  Zion.    Ps.  102  :  13-21. 

1  LET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice; 

Behold  the  promised  hour ; 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins,  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  his  eyes ; 
These  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
All  nations  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits,  a  Sovereign,  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners'  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  soul  condemned  to  death ; 

Nor,  when  his  saints  complain, 
Shall  it  be  said  that  praying  breath 
Was  ever  spent  in  vain. 
592 


GLORY    AND    SAFETY    OF    THE    CHI'RCH. 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  praise  and  trust  the  Lord. 


980.  H.    M.  DoDDRlPOl 

Glory  of  the  Church.     Isai.  60  : 1-3. 

1  O  ZION,  tune  thy  voice, 

And  raise  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 

And  boast  salvation  nigh : 
Cheerful  in  God,  While  rays  divine 

Arise  and  shine,  Stream  far  abroad. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 

He  pours  around  thy  head : 
The  nations  round  With  lustre  new 

Thy  form  shall  view,  Divinely  crowned. 

3  In  honor  to  his  name, 

Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright: 
Pursue  his  praise,  In  worlds  above 

Till  sovereign  love  The  glory  raise. 

4  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  Sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 

Those  fairer,  purer  skies  : 
While,  round  his  throne,         In  nobler  spheres 
Ten  thousand  stars  His  influence  own. 


981.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Church  our  Delight     Ps.  27  : 1-6. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light. 
And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
25*  593 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires : 

0  grant  me  an  abode 

Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

982.  S.  M.  Dwight. 

Love  to  the  Church.     Ps.  137. 

1  I  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

1  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 

Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

6  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  delherance  briug. 
5U4 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


9SJ.  CM.  WATTa 

The  Church  of  the  First-born.     Heb.  12  :  18-24. 

1  NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  tire,  and  smoke ; 

Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 

Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  great,  the  glorious  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight. 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven, 
And  God,  the  Judge,  who  doth  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

6  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

Our  weary  souls  would  rest ; 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  forever  blest 


984.  CM.  C.  Wesley. 

The  whole  family  in  heaven  and  earth.    Eph.  3  :  15. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joy  celestial  rise. 
595 


GLORY  AND  SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone : 

For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 

In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  , 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 
.  The  narrow  stream — of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

6  O  Saviour,  be  our  constant  Guide ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

985.  C.  M.  C.  Wesle* 

One  in  Christ.     Eph.  1:10. 

1  HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

And  saved  by  grace  alone : 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know: 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee,  in  thy  glorious  realm,  they  praise, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
We,  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 
596 


MISSIONS. 

»  CM.  Beddome. 

The  Church  above.     Kev.  1 :  9-13. 

1  A  HOST  of  spirits  round  the  throne 

In  humble  posture  stand, 
On  every  head  a  starry  crown, 
A  palm  in  every  hand. 

2  From  different  regions  of  the  globe 

These  happy  spirits  came  : 
In  Jesus'  blood  they  washed  their  robes, 
And  triumphed  in  his  name. 

3  One  glorious  body  now  they  make — 

More  glorious  far  their  Head ; 
Their  souls  to  rapturous  joys  awake ; 
Their  sorrows  all  are  fled. 

4  Without  a  jarring  note,  they  join 

In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise, 
And  to  the  sacred  Three  in  One, 
Loud  hallelujahs  raise. 


MISSIONS. 

.  L.   M.  COLLYEIL 

Meeting  of  Convention  or  Association. 

1  ASSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command, 
Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand : 
The"  voice  that  marshalled  every  star 
Has  called  thy  people  from  afar. 

2  We  meet  through  distant  lands  to  spre^ 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled , 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 

The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist ;  accept  our  praise ; 
Our  hopes  revive ;  our  courage  raise  \ 
Our  counsels  aid  ;  to  each  impart 
The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 

597 


MISSIONS. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come ; 
Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

98S.  L.  M.  B.  FuAscra 

Meeting  of  Convention  or  Association. 

1  BEFORE  thy  throne,  eternal  King, 
Thy  ministers  their  tribute  bring — 
Their  tribute  of  united  praise, 

For  heavenly  news  and  peaceful  days. 

2  We  sing  the  conquests  of  thy  sword, 
And  publish  loud  thy  healing  word  ; 
While  angels  sound  thy  glorious  name, 
Thy  saving  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 

3  Thy  various  service  we  esteem 

Our  sweet  employ,  our  bliss  supreme ; 
And  while  we  feel  thy  heavenly  love, 
We  burn  like  seraphim  above. 

4  Nor  seraphs  there  can  ever  raise, 
With  us,  an  equal  song  of  praise: 
They  are  the  noblest  work  of  God, 
But  we,  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

5  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life,  our  love, 
Our  care  below,  our  crown  above : 
Thy  praise  shall  be  our  best  employ, 
Thy  presence  our  eternal  joy. 

989.  L.  M.  Sacrep  Soxgs. 

Meeting  of  Convention  or  Association. 

1  INDULGENT  God  of  love  and  power, 
Be  with  us  at  this  solemn  hour ; 
Smile  on  our  souls,  our  plans  approve, 
By  which  we  seek  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  Let  each  discordant  thought  be  gone, 
And  love  unite  our  hearts  in  one : 
Let  all  we  hare  and  are  combine 

To  forward  objects  so  divine. 
598 


MISSIONS. 

990.  3s,  7s,  &  4.  Kelly. 

Prospects  of  Triumph. 

1  YES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking ; 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking, 
By  his  word,  in  every  land : 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  O,  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 
To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day, 

Joyful  news,  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  gospel  wins  its  way, 

Those  enlightening 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 

4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand ; 

Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world,  in  every  land 

Then  shall  idols 
Pensh,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 

99 1 .  Vs.  Bowing 
What  of  the  Night  ?    Isai.  21 :  11. 

1  WATCHMAN !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 

Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 

Traveller !  yes ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 

Traveller!  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
599 


MISSIONS. 

4  Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller !  ages  are  its  own  ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

5  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 


992.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Keiix 

Zion  encouraged. 

1  ON  the  mountain-top  appearing, 

Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands  : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  1 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 
600 


MISSIONS. 

993.  lis  &  10s.  Spie.  Sows. 

Dawn  of  the  Millennium. 

1  HAIL  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning ; 

Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ; 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning ; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning; 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning : 
Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo.  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing ; 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ringing; 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

7S.  MoNTGOMEBY. 

Jubilee  Song. 

1  HARK!  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders'  roar, 

Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore ! 

2  See,  Jehovah's  banner  furled ; 
Sheathed  his  sword : — he  speaks — 'tis  done , 

Now  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdom  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 
With  supreme,  unbounded  sway ; 

He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 

4  Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 
God  omnipotent  shall  reign : 

Hallelujah ! — let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
26  601 


MISSIONS. 


Hallelujah ! — hark  !  the  sound, 
From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 

Wnkes,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 


995.  Is  &  8s.  Montgomery. 

Messiah's  Kingdom. 

1  HAIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend, 
His  kingdom  still  increasing — 

A  kingdom  without  end : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove : 
His  name  shall  stand  forever; 

That  name  to  us  is  love. 
602 


MISSIONS. 

1)96.  L.  M. 

The  Missionary  Angel.     Rev.  14 :  6. 

1  THAT  mighty  angel,  to  whose  hand 

The  everlasting  word  is  given, 
Waves  his  broad  wing  o'er  sea  and  land, 
And  soaring,  cleaves  the  vault  of  heaven. 

2  And,  say — shall  aught  impede  his  flight, 

»Or  dim  with  clouds  his  flaming  scroll  ? 
No !  not  till  Truth,  with  holy  light, 
Shall  visit  every  heathen  soul : 


3  Not  till  blest  Peace  shall  spring  to  birth, 
Till  Hatred  sheathe  his  useless  sword- 
Not  till  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Become  the  kinofdom  of  the  Lord. 


997.  10s.  Anderson's  Col. 
Messiah' 's  Triumph.     Isai.  11:9. 

1  FROM  shore  to  shore  shall  Jesus  stretch  his  sway ; 
His  boundless  blessings  flow*  to  every  sea ! 

Lo !  round  his  altar  suppliant  kings  attend ; 
Before  his  throne  obedient  nations  bend. 

2  Through  him,  the  curse  in  boundless  bliss  shall  end 
From  evil,  good — from  darkness,  light  ascend ; 
Fresh  springs  of  life  in  thirsty  deserts  flow, 

And  savage  tribes  th'  immortal  Saviour  know. 

3  Prostrate  in  dust  his  humbled  foes  shall  lie, 
Or  send  their  hymns  of  transport  to  the  sky, 
And  each  blest  land  rehearse  his  praises  o'er, 

Till  moons  shall  walk  their  evening  round  no  more. 

998.  .  C.  M.  Gibbons. 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  LORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power : 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 
603 


MISSIONS. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  arrayed, 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 

In  each  regenerate  heart ; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heavenly  fruits  impart. 

4  Peace,  with,  her  olives  crowned,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
No  murderous  cannon  roar. 

5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait ;  those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 

6  "Amen,"  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumbered  myriads  cry ; 
"  Amen,"  with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 

999.  C  M.  Logan. 

TJte  Glory  of  the  latter  Day.    IsaL  2  :  2.    Mic.  4  : 1. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 

In  latter  days,  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow: 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  house,  we  '11  go." 

3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  : 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign, 

Or  mar  the  peaceful  years  ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 
604 


M14SION8. 

5  Come,  then,  O  come  from  every  land, 
To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauty  shine. 

00.  L.  M.  Bacck. 

Diffusion  of  Gospel  Light. 

1  THOUGH  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 
The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death, 
God  will  arise  with  light  divine, 
On  Zion's  holy  towers  to  shine. 

2  That  light  shall  beam  o'er  distant  lands, 
And  heathen  tribes,  in  joyful  bands, 
Come  with  exulting  haste,  to  prove 
The  power  and  greatness  of  his  love. 

3  Lord,  spread  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace ; 
Let  truth,  and  righteousness,  and  peace, 
In  mild  and  lovely  forms,  display 
The  glories  of  the  latter  day. 

:001.  C  M.  Waits 

The  Saviour  and  the  Judge.     Ps.  96. 

1  STNG  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue ; 

His  new-discovered  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 

His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day ; 
Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen ; 

Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Behold,  he  comes !  he  comes  to  bless 
The  nations,  as  their  God, 

To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  seijd  his  truth  abroad. 
605 


MISSIONS. 

5  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 
And  bid  the  world  draw  nea?, 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread 
To  see  their  Judge  appear ! 

1002.  L.  M.  Wato* 

Blessings  of  Christ's  Reign, 

1  GREAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

3  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  ihe  sight. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise, 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

I  003.  C.    M.  GlBBOXS 

Indians. 

1  FATHER,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 

To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ? 

2  When  shall  th'  untutored  Indian  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewildered  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace  ? 

3  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues, 

Under  th'  expanse  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption,  given? 
606 


MISSIONS. 

4  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Then  be  his  name  adored ! 
O,  earth,  with  all  thy  millions,  shout 
Hosannas  to  thy  Lord! 

1004.  L.  M.  WAira 

Chrises  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

1005.  C.  M.  W.  Wahix 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gosjiel. 

1  GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 


But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 

Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 
607 


MISSIONS. 

3  O,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sir 's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

1 006.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 
Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  worlds,  display  thy  power  ; 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour : 

O,  bid  the  morning  star  arise ; 
O,  point  the  heathen  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
In  western  wilds  and  eastern  plains; 
Far  let  the  gospel's  sound  be  known ; 
Make  thou  the  universe  thine  own. 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  : 
Dispel  the  gloom  of  heathen  night ; 

Bid  every  nation  hail  the  light. 

1007.  C.  M.  BtmniBR's  Col. 

Thy  Kingdom  come.     Luke  11:2. 

1  JESUS,  immortal  King,  arise  ; 

Assert  thy  rightful  sway  ; 
Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror,  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  ?et  it  fly 

This  spacious  earth  around. 
Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 
608 


MISSIONS. 

4  O,  may  the  great  Redeemer's  name 

Through  every  clime  be  known, 
And  heathen  gods,  forsaken,  fall, 
And  Jesus  reign  alone. 

5  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored, 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 


1008.  H.  M.  E.  Scott. 

Come,  .Lord  Jesus.     Rev.  22  :  20. 

1  ALL  hail,  incarnate  God ! 

The  wondrous  things  foretold 
Of  thee,  in  sacred  writ, 

With  joy  our  eyes  behold: 
Still  doth  thine  arm  And  monuments 

New  trophies  wear,  Of  glory  rear. 

2  O,  haste,  victorious  Prince, 

That  glorious,  happy  day, 
When  souls,  like  drops  of  dew, 

Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway : 
O,  may  it  bless  And  bear  our  shouts 

Our  longing  eyes,  Beyond  the  skies. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 
Eternal  be  thy  reign : 

Behold,  the  nations  wait 
To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 
When  earth  and  time  Thy  throne  shall  stand 

Are  known  no  more,  Forever  sure. 


1009.  H.  M.  Rippon'sCol. 

All  power  is  given  unto  me  in  heaven  and  in  earth. 
Matt.  28  :  18. 


1  REJOICE  !  the  Saviour  reigns 
Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
He  breaks  the  prisoners'  chains, 
And  makes  them  free  again  : 
Though  hell  oppose  God's  only  Son, 
In  spite  of  foes  his  cause  goes  on. 
26*  609 


MISSIONS. 

2  The  cause  of  Righteousness, 

And  truth,  and  holy  peace, 
Designed  our  world  to  bless, 

Shall  spread,  and  never  cease : 
Gentile  and  Jew,  their  souls  shall  bow, 
Allegiance  due  with  rapture  vow. 

3  All  power  is  in  his  hand, 

His  people  to  defend  ; 
To  his  most  high  command 

Shall  millions  more  attend : 
All  heaven  with  smiles  approve  his  cause* 
And  distant  isles  receive  his  laws. 

1010.  L.  M. 

Divine  Power  supplicated. 

1  AWAKE,  all-conquering  Arm,  awake, 
,    And  Satan's  mighty  empire  shake; 

Assert  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 

And  make  this  ruined  world  thine  own. 

2  Thine  all-successful  power  display ; 
Convert  a  nation  in  a  day  ; 

Until  the  universe  shall  be 

But  one  great  temple,  Lord,  for  thee. 

1011.  L.  M.  Pt  inn. 

Prayer  for  the  Display  of  Power. 

1  ARISE  in  all  thy  splendor,  Lord ; 
Let  power  attend  thy  gracious  word  ; 
Unveil  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  show  the  glories  of  thy  grace. 

2  Diffuse  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
And  be  thou  known  th'  Almighty  God  ; 
Make  bare  thine  arm,  thy  power  display, 
While  truth  and  grace  thy  sceptre  sway. 

3  Send  forth  thy  messengers  of  peace ; 
Make  Satan's  reign  and  empire  cease ; 
Let  thy  salvation,  Lord,  be  known, 
That  all  the  world  thy  power  may  own, 

610 


MISSIONS. 

2.  S   M.  Anderson's  Col. 

The  universal  Diffusion  of  tlie  Gospel. 

1  O  LORD  our  God,  arise, 

The  cause  of  Truth  maintain, 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life,  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  O  Holy  Spirit,  rise, 

Expand  thy  heavenly  wing, 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  O,  all  ye  nations,  rise ; 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing ; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 

5.  L.  M.  Burder's  Col, 

Divine  Power  supplicated. 

1  ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake ; 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake; 
Now  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone :" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come ; 

O,  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home : 
Soon  may  our  wondering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

4  x\lmighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  of  every  name ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

611 


MISSIONS. 

1014.  L.  M.  Ch.  Psalmody. 
Prayer  for  the  Subjection  of  the  N"atio?is  to  Christ. 

1  SOON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 

.  Through  all  the  myriads  of  the  skies — 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  kingdoms,  bo 
/  Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  : 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  O,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

1015.  7s  &  6s.  Psalmist. 
Universal  Hallelujah. 

1  WHEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply  : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
The  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 

1016.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Exhortation  to  universal  Praise. 

1  FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
612 


MISSIONS. 


2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


7  s  &  6  s.  Hastikos. 

The  Gospel  Banner. 

1  NOW  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled ; 
And  be  the  shout,  hosanna ! 

Re-echoed  through  the  world : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  th'  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  ? 
His  arm  throughout  their  regions 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine: 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious  : 

Immanuel,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious ; 

Thine  empire  still  increase. 

3  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings ; 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise ; 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


101  8  •  7s.       Spirit  of  the  Psalmb. 

T7te  speedy  Triumph  of  Messiah  prayed  for.    Ps.  72. 

1  HASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 
613 


MISSIONS. 

2  Highest  kings  his  power  shall  own ; 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ; 
Satan  and  his  host  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease, 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 

1019.  Vs&8s.  Hbber. 

Tlie  Heathen  unblessed  ivithotit  the  Gospel. 

1  FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand — 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain — 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown : 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shail  we  to  man  benighted 

The  light  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !   O,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 
614 


MISSIONS. 

1 020*  8s,  7s,  <fc  4.  T.  Coiterill. 

Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 

1  O'ER  tne  realms  of  pagan  darkness 

Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze ; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze : 

Darkness  brooding 
O'er  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Rise  and  shine  ;  thy  blessings  bring ; 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles, 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing : 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol  gods  of  wood  and  stone, 

Come,  and,  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone  : 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou,  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word ;  at  thy  command, 

Let  the  company  of  heralds 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land : 

Lord,  be  with  them, 
Alway,  to  the  end  of  time. 

1021.  8s  &  7s.  Cawood. 

Come  over  and  help  us.     Acts  16  : 9. 


1  HARK ! — what  mean  those  lamentations, 

Rolling  sadly  through  the  sky  ? 
'Tis  the  cry  of  heathen  nations, 
"  Come  and  help  us,  or  we  die !" 

2  Hear  the  heathen's  sad  complaining— 

Christians,  hear  their  dying  cry  ; 
And  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 
Join  to  help  them,  ere  they  die. 
615 


MISSIONS. 


3  God,  Messiah's  cause  maintaining, 
Shall  his  righteous  throne  extend: 
O'er  the  world  the  Saviour  reigning, 
Earth  shall  at  his  footstool  bend. 


1022.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  P.Wrx 

Desiring  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze; 
See  the  promises  advancing 
To  a  glorious  day  of  grace : 

Blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  dark,  benighted  pagan, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian,  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary : 

Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound,  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
Now,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night: 

Let  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 

Win  and  conquer — never  cease : 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions, 
Multiply,  and  still  increase  : 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


1023.  L.  M.  B.  Manly,  Jb. 

Freely  ye  have  received,  freely  give.     Matt.  10  :  8. 

1  THERE  is  a  light  which  shines  from  heaveD 
On  thee,  but  not  alone  for  thee ; 
Light  of  the  world,  for  all  'tis  given, 
And  each  may  sav  't  was  sent  for  me. 
616 


MISSIONS. 

2  There  is  a  fountain  sweeter  far 

Than  aught  earth's  turbid,  springs  can  give-, 
It  makes  the  thirsting  heart  rejoice, 
The  faint  be  strong,  the  dying  live. 

3  Drink  of  that  fountain  ;  rich  it  flows, 

Of  life  and  joy  a  ceaseless  spring; — 
Drink  deep ;  nor  hide  it  for  thyself, 
But  all  men  to  the  fountain  bring. 

4  Wide  let  the  healing  water  spread, 

Tell  distant  nations  where  'tis  found  • — 
It  comes  from  God,  to  him  it  leads, 
Its  murmur  is  the  gospel's  sound. 

5  Let  the  light  shine,  the  waters  flow, 

The  blessed  news  to  all  men  take, 
That  dying  they  may  rise  to  life, 
And  in  the  bliss  of  heaven  awake. 

1024.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Zion  encouro 


1  ZION,  awake ;  thy  strength  renew : 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue ; 
Church  of  our  God,  arise  and  shine, 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine. 

2  Soon  shall  thy  radiance  stream  afar, 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are ; 
Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view, 
All  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too. 


1025*  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  universal  Effusion  of  the  Spirit 

1  O  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God ! 

In  all  the  fulness  of  thy  grace, 

Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 

Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word : 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Whene'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 
26*  617 


MISSIONS. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path ; 
Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath ! 

4  Baptize  the  nations !  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

5  God  from  eternity  hath  willed 

All  flesh  shall  his  salvation  see: 
So  be  the  Father's  love  fulfilled, 

The  Saviour's  sufferings  crowned  through  thee! 

1026.  8s,  Is,  &  4.      Winchell's  Sel. 
Influences  of  the  Spirit.     1  Cor.  3  :  7. 

1  WHO  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit, 

Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim  1 

Men  may  preach,  but  till  thou  favor, 

Heathens  still  will  be  the  same : 

Mighty  Spirit, 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promised,  by  the  prophets, 

Glorious  light  in  latter  days : 
Come,  and  bless  bewildered  nations  ; 
Change  our  prayers  and  tears  to  praise : 

Promised  Spirit, 
Round  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labors, 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid ; 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us ; 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said : 

Gracious  Spirit! 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 

1027.  CM.  MONTGOMEBY. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit 
1  SPIRIT  of  power  and  might,  behold 
A  world  by  sin  destroyed : 
Creator  Spirit,  as  of  old, 
Move  on  the  formless  void. 
618 


MISSIONS. 

2  Give  thou  the  Word :  that  healing  sound 

Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife, 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
Bring  forth  the  tree  of  life. 

3  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy 

When  nature  rose  to  view, 
What  strains  will  angel  harps  employ 
When  thou  shalt  all  renew ! 

4  And  if  the  sons  of  God  rejoice 

To  hear  a  Saviour's  name, 
How  will  the  ransomed  raise  their  voice, 
To  whom  that  Saviour  came  ! 

5  Lo  !  every  kindred,  tongue,  and  tribe, 

Assembling  round  the  throne, 
The  new  creation  shall  ascribe 
To  sovereign  love  alone. 

1028,  6s  &  4s.  .  Pratt's  Col. 

Prayer  to  the  Trinity. 

1  THOU,  whose,  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight, 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  gospel  day 
Sheds  not  his  glorious  ray, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind, 
O,  now,  to  all  mankind, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving,  Holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  thy  flight ; 
Move  on  the  waters'  face, 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace ; 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

«'  Let  there  be  light," 
619 


MISSIONS. 

1029.  C.  M.  Lytk. 

Prayer  for  the  Church. 

1  BE  merciful  to  us,  0  God ; 

Upon  thy  people  shine  ; 
And  spread  thy  saving  truth  abroad, 
Till  all  that  "live  be  thine. 

2  Give  light  and  comfort  to  thine  own ; 

And  let  that  light  extend, 
Till  thy  prevailing  name  be  known 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord ; 

Let  all  their  homage  bring ; 

From  sea  to  sea  be  thou  adored, 

Redeemer,  Judge,  and  King. 

1030.  C.  M.  MoyrooMERY. 
Zion's  Return. 

1  DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake  ;  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge," 
And,  "  Keep  not  back,  O  north." 

4  They  come !  they  come  !  thine  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

6  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 
And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 
620 


MISSIONS. 


1031.  S.  M.  Tate  &  Bkadt. 
Prayer  for  God's  Chosen. 

1  TO  bless  thy  chosen  race, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  incline ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine ; — 

2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known, 
While  distant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  O,  let  them  shout  and  sing 

Glad  songs  of  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

4  Let  differing  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

1032.  KM. 

Prayer  for  the  Jews.     Ezek.  20 :  3d  -41. 

1  O  THOU,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found — 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heavenly  throne, 
Still  call  those  ancient  tribes  thine  own. 

2  Bid  their  departed  light  return; 
Thy  holy  splendor  round  them  burn ; 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 

A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 


033.  L.  M.  PRATrs  Col. 

The  Conversion  of  the  Jews.     Ps.  137. 

1  WHY,  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 
O  Israel,  sleeps  thy  tuneful  string  ? — 
Still  mute  remains  thy  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion'a  song  declines  to  sing  1 
621 


MISSIONS. 

2  Awake !  thy  sweetest  raptures  raise ; 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains ; 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways ; 
And  Jesus,  thy  Messiah,  reigns. 

3  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require ; 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain ; 
But  friends  invite  the  silent  lyre, 
'And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 

4  Nor  fear  thy  Salem's  hills  to  wrong, 

If  other  lands  thy  triumph  share : 
A  heavenly  city  claims  thy  song ; 
A  brighter  Salem  rises  there. 

5  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam ; 

Nor,  weeping,  think  of  Jordan's  flood : 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home ; 
In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 


1034.  CM.  Mooai 

Spiritual  Restoration  of  the  Jews. 

1  BUT  who  shall  see  the  glorious  day, 

When,  throned  on  Zion's  brow, 

The  Lord  shall  rend  that  veil  away 

Which  blinds  the  nations  now? 

2  When  earth  no  more  beneath  the  fear 
•   Of  his  rebuke  shall  lie — 

When  pain  shall  cease,  and  'every  tear 
Be  wiped  from  every  eye — 

3  Then,  Judah,  thou  no  more  shalt  mourn 

Beneaih  the  heathen's  chain ; 
Thy  days  of  splendor  shall  return, 
And  all  be  new  again. 

4  The  fount  of  life  shall  then  be  quaffed 

In  peace,  by  all  who  come, 
And  every  wind  that  blows  shall  waft 
Some  long-lost  exile  home. 
622 


MISSIONS. 

1035  Vs.  Marsdzn. 

Go  ye  into  all  the  world.     Mark  16  :  15. 

1  GO,  ye  messengers  of  God ; 

Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod ; 
Wave  the  banner-cross  on  high. 

2  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 
In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 

Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 
And  th'  oppressed  forever  weep. 

3  O'er  the  pagan's  night  of  care 
Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven: 

Chase  away  his  wild  despair ; 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

4  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 
Open  on  the  palmy  east, 

High  the  bleeding  cross  display, 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast. 


036.  6s  &  4s.  UrawcksCol. 

Preach  the  gospel  fa  every  creature.    Mark  16 :  15. 

1  SOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad; 
Bear  ye  the  word  of  God 

Through  the  wide  world ; 
Tell  what  our  Lord  has  done ; 
Tell  how  the  day  is  won, 
And  from  his  lofty  throne 

Satan  is  hurled. 

2  Swiftly,  on  wings  of  love, 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above, 

Bids  us  to  fly ; 
They  who  his  message  bear, 
Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear; 
He  will  then-  friend  appear ; 

He  will  be  nigh. 
623 


MISSIONS. 

3  When  on  the  mighty  deep, 
He  will  their  spirits  keep, 

Stayed  on  his  word ; 
When  in  a  foreign  land, 
No  other  friend  at  hand, 
Jesus  will  by  them  stand — 

Jesus,  their  Lord. 

4  Ye  who,  forsaking  all, 

At  your  loved  Master's  call, 

Comforts  resign, 
Soon  will  your  work  be  done  ; 
Soon  will  the  prize  be  won ; 
Brighter  than  yonder  sun 

Ye  soon  shall  shine. 

1037.  L.  M.  Winchell's  Skl. 
Missionaries  encouraged. 

1  YE  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Immanuers  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more — 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

1038.  S.  M.  Yoke. 
Missionaries  encouraged. 

1  YE  messengers  of  Christ, 

His  sovereign  voice  obey ; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 
624 


MISSIONS. 

3  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  name; 

Go,  tell  his  matchless  gTace ; 
Proclaim  salvation,  full  and  free, 
To  Adam's  guilty  race. 

4  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success, 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 

9,  CM.  MOEELL 

Fidelity  enjoined. 

1  GO,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 

Ye  favored  men  of  God ; 
Go,  publish,  through  Immanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

2  Go,  with  determined  courage  go, 

And  armed  with  power  divine ; 
Your  God  will  needful  strength  bestow, 
And  on  your  labors  shine. 

3  He  who  has  called  you  to  the  war 

Will  soon  reward  your  pains ; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car 
Shall  mountains  sink  to  plains. 

4  Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose, 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause, 
Assured  that  e'en  your  mightiest  foes 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 


40.  L.  M. 

Missionaries  prayed  for. 

1  INDULGENT  God,  to  thee  we  pray  ; 
Be  with  us  on  this  solemn  day ; 

Our  brethren  bless,  their  zeal  approve, 
That  zeal  which  burns  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  With  cheerful  steps  may  they  proceed, 
Where'er  thy  providence  shall  lead : 

Let  heaven  and  earth  their  work  befriend, 
And  mercy  all  their  paths  attend 
27  625 


MISSIONS. 

3  Let  numerous,  solemn  crowds  be  found, 
Anxious  to  hear  the  gospel  sound ; 
And  rude  barbarians,  bond  and  free, 

In  suppliant  throngs,  resort  to  thee. 

4  Where  pagan  altars  now  are  built, 
And  brutal  blood,  or  human,  spilt, 
There  may  the  bleeding  cross  be  reared, 
And  -God,  our  God,  alone  revered. 

1041.  7s  &  6s.  Noel's  Col 
Departure  of  Missionaries. 

1  ROLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ; 

And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 
To  every  land  below. 

2  Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore, 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness 
And  death's  deep  shade  no  more. 

3  O  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 
Protect  them  from  all  harm. 

4  O,  be  thy  presence  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be ; 
Though  far  from  us,  who  love  them, 
O,  be  they  still  with  thee. 

1042.  CM.  PsALVIST 

Missionaries'  Farewell. 

1  KINDRED,  and  friends,  and  native  land, 

How  shall  we  say,  "  Farewell  ?" 
How — when  our  swelling  sails  expand — 
How  will  our  bosoms  swell ! 

2  Yes,  nature,  all  thy  soft  delights 

A  nd  tender  ties  we  know : 
But  love  more  strong  than  death  unites 
To  Him  that  bids  us  go. 
626 


MISSIONS. 

3  Thus,  when,  our  every  passion  moved. 

The  gushing  tear-drop  starts, 

The  cause  of  Jesus,  more  beloved, 

Shall  glow  within  our  hearts. 

4  The  sighs  we  breathe  for  precious  souls, 

Where  he  is  yet  unknown, 
Might  waft  us  to  the  distant  poles, 
Or  to  the  burning  zone. 

5  With  warm  desire  our  bosoms  swell, 

Our  glowing  powers  expand ; 
u  Farewell,"  then  we  can  say,  "  farewell, 
Our  friends,  our  native  land." 


1043.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  S.  F.  Smith. 

The  Missionary/ s  Farewell. 

1  YES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee ; 

All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ] 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  1 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely — 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell : 
Happy  home,  indeed  I  love  thee; 
Can  I,  can  I  say,  "  Farewell  ?" 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  1 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

4  Yes,  I  hasten  from  you  gladly — 

From  the  scenes  I  loved  so  well : 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me  ; 
Lovely,  native  land,  farewell : 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 
627 


THE    YOUNG. 

In  the  deserts  let  me  labor ; 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour — 

To  redeem  a  world  from  hell : 
Let  me  hasten, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ; 

■Let  the  winds  my  canvas  swell : 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion. 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell : 

Glad  I  bid  thee, 
Native  land,  farewell,  farewell. 


THE    YOUNG. 

1044,  C.  M.  Gibbons 
Youth  exhorted.    Eccles.  12:1. 

1  IN  the  bright  season  of  thy  youth — 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrives,  and  trembling  waits 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb — 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  portion,  and  thy  joy. 

3  He  will  in  safety  guide  thy  course 

O'er  life's  uncertain  sea, 
And  bring  thee  to  that  peaceful  shore, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  thee. 

1045.  CM.  Watts 

The  pious  Instruction  of  Children.     Pa.  *78. 

1  LET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  performed  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 
628 


THE    YOUNG. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

1046.  CM.  Watt* 

Wherewithal  shall  a  young  man  cleanse  his  way  ? 
Ps.ll9:9. 

1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  I 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise  ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  O  God. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth: 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

1047.  S.  M.  Village  Hymvs. 

Seek  the  Lord  while  he  may  be  found.     Isai  55  : 6. 

1  MY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord ; 
Thy  fathers'  God  obey; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 
629 


THE    YOUNG. 

2  Call  while  he  may  be  found ; 

O,  seek  him  while  he 's  near ; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry : 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 

1048.  CM.  Logan. 
Wisdom's  Ways.     Prov.  3  :  13-17. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  Wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice ! 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  go  id. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread : 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

1 049.  L.  M.  Watts 

Religious  Education. 

1  CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents' joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue ; 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 
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2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints ; 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts, 

God,  with  his  grace,  is  ever  nigh ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears;  he  counts  their  groans; 

His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones ; 
They  in  his  praise  employ  their  breath. 


L050.  8s,  Is,  &  4.  Union  Minstrel. 

Children  exhorted. 

1  CHILDREN,  hear  the  melting  story 

Of  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain ; 
'Tis  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory ; 
Shall  he  plead  with  you  in  vain  1 

O,  receive  him, 
And  salvation  now  obtain. 

2  Yield  no  more  to  sin  and  folly, 

So  displeasing  in  his  sight : 

Jesus  loves  the  pure  and  holy ; 

They  alone  are  his  delight: 

Seek  his  favor, 
And  your  hearts  to  him  unite. 

3  All  your  sins  to  him  confessing 

Who  is  ready  to  forgive, 
Seek  the  Saviour's  richest  blessing; 
On  his  precious  name  believe : 

He  is  waiting ; 
Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
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1051.  CM.  DonPRIDO* 

Encouragement  to  young  Persons  to  seek  Christ. 
Prov.  8:17. 

1  YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

1052.  CM.  JaneTayl** 

Children's  Song. 

1  THERE  is  a  glorious  world  of  light 

Above  the  starry  sky, 
Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark  !  amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise. 

3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know, 

If  Jesus  we  obey ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  Soon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run, 

Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 
Must  die  and  pass  away. 

5  Great  God,  impress  this  serious  thought, 

To-day,  on  every  breast, 
That  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught 
May  enter  to  thy  rest. 
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1053.  S.  M. 

My  Father,  the  Guide  of  my  Youth.    Jer.  3  :  4. 

1  FROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 
And  o'er  the  path  of  future  life 
Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive ; 
And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe. 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad,  destructive  road ; 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God. 

1054.  L.  M.  Ch.  Melodist. 
Thou  art  our  Father.    Isai  63  :  16. 

1  GREAT  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ] 

I,  a  poor  child,  and  thou  so  high, 
The  Lord  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sky. 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  let  me  be 
A  meek,  obedient  child  to  thee ; 

And  try,  in  word,  and  deed,  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  I  ought. 

3  Art  thou  my  Father  1    I  '11  depend 
LTpon  the  care  of  such  a  Friend ; 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

4  Art  thou  my  Father '?  then  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down,  and  take  me,  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 

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1055.  S.  M.  Watts. 
Praise  for  early  Instruction. 

1  THE  praises  of  my  tongue 

I  offer  to  the  Lord, 
That  I  was  taught  and  learned  so  young 
To  read  his  holy  word. 

2  Dear  Lord !  this  book  of  thine 

Informs  me  where  to  go 
For  grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin, 
And  make  me  holy  too. 

3  O,  may  thy  Spirit  teach, 

And  make  my  heart  receive 
Those  truths  which  all  thy  servants  preach, 
And  all  thy  saints  believe. 

4  Then  shall  I  praise  the  Lord, 

In  a  more  cheerful  strain, 
That  I  was  taught  to  read  his  word, 
And  have  not  learned  in  vain. 

1056.  S.  M.  Fawcett. 
Prayer  of  the  Young. 

1  WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

My  God,  to  thee  I  pray ; 
O,  bring  me  now,  while  I  am  young, 
To  thee,  the  living  way. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 
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5  To  what  thy  laws  impart 

Be  ray  whole  soul  inclined : 
O,  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

1057.  CM.  Union  Hymns. 
Youthful  Praise. 

1  GREAT  God,  in  whom  we  live  and  move, 

Accept  our  feeble  praise 
For  all  the  mercy,  grace,  and  love, 
Which  crown  our  youthful  days. 

2  For  countless  mercies,  love  unknown, 

Lord,  what  can  we  impart  ? 
Thou  dost  require  one  gift  alone — 
The  offering  of  the  heart. 

3  Incline  us,  Lord,  to  give  it  thee ; 

Preserve  us  by  thy  grace, 
Till  death  shall  bring  us  all  to  see 
Thy  glory  face  to  face. 

1058.  CM.  Cowpeb. 

Youthful  Piety. 

1  BESTOW,  O  Lord,  upon  our  youth 

The  gift  of  saving  grace, 
And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 

2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 

Of  pure  and  heavenly  root, 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 

3  Ye  careless  ones,  O,  hear  betimes 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love ; 
Your  youth  is  stained  with  many  crimes, 
But  mercy  reigns  above. 

4  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made ; 

O,  join  the  public  prayer : 
For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed ; 
O,  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
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THE    YOUNG. 

5  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove 

The  Spirit's  power  to  teach ; 

You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach. 

1059.  H.  M.  Pratt's  Cot. 

United  Praise  of  Teachers  and  Children. 

1  COME,  let  our  voices  join 

In  joyful  songs  of  praise ; 
To  God,  the  God  of  love, 

Our  thankful  hearts  we  '11  raise  : 
To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs — 
Our  earliest  and  our  latest  songs. 

2  Within  these  hallowed  walls 

Our  wandering  feet  are  brought, 
Where  prayer  and  praise  ascend, 

And  heavenly  truths  are  taught: 
To  God  alone  your  offerings  bring; 
Let  young  and  old  his  praises  sing. 

3  Lord,  let  this  work  of  love 

Be  crowned  with  full  success ; 
Let  thousands,  yet  unborn, 

Thy  sacred  name  Here  bless : 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  all  praise  to  thee 
We  '11  raise  throughout  eternity. 

10G0.  Vs.  Campbell's  Col. 

Prayer  for  the  Salvation  of  Children. 

1  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 

For  the  children  thou  hast  given ; 
Let  them  all  thy  blessings  share — 
Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven. 

2  In  the  morning  of  their  days 

May  their  hearts  be  drawn  to  thee ; 
Let  them  learn  to  lisp  thy  praise 
In  their  earliest  infancy. 

3  When  we  see  their  passions  rise, 

Sinful  habits  unsubdued, 
Then  to  thee  we  lift  our  eyes, 

That  their  hearts  may  be  renewed. 
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4  Cleanse  their  souls  from  every  stain, 

Through  the  Saviour's  precious  blood ; 
Let  them  all  be  born  again, 
And  be  reconciled  to  God. 

t     5  For  this  mercy,-  Lord,  we  cry ; 

Bend  thine  ever-gracious  ear : 
While  on  thee  our  souls  rely, 
Hear  our  prayer — in  mercy  hear. 

1061.  CM.  Sel.Hvmns. 

Parental  Prayer. 

1  GREAT  God,  we  would  to  thee  make  known 

Each  fond,  parental  care  ; 
For  this  we  gather  round  thy  throne, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

2  We  ask  not  wealth,  long  life,  or  fame, 

Or  aught  the  world  can  give ; 
May  they  but  glorify  thy  name, 
And  to  thy  honor  live. 

3  This  is  the  burden  of  our  prayer — 

When  from  our  bosoms  riven, 
May  they  be  objects  of  thy  care, 
And  heirs,  at  last,  of  heaven. 


1062.  S.  M.  Campbell's  Col, 

Solicitude  for  the  Conversion  of  Children, 

1  THOU  God  of  sovereign  grace, 

In  mercy  now  appear ; 
We  long  to  see  thy  smiling  face, 
And  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Receive  these  lambs,  we  pray, 

O  Shepherd  of  the  flock, 
And  wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away 
Beside  the  smitten  Rock. 

3  Thy  saving  health  impart, 

O  Comforter  divine ; 
Now  make  these  children  pure  in  heart — 
Make  them  entirely  thine. 
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•*  To-day  in  love  descend ; 

O,  come  this  precious  hour ; 
In  mercy  now  their  spirits  bend 
By  thy  resistless  power. 

1063.  C.  M.  Doddridc 
Christ's  condescending  Regard  to  little  Children 

1  SEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  by  fervent  prayer, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
With  humble  trust  that  we  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

1064.  C.  M.  Mothers' HymxNS 
Prayer  for  Children. 

1  O  LORD,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 

A  needy,  sinful  band ; 
As  suppliants  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'Tis  for  our  children  we  would  plead, 

The  offspring  thou  hast  given ; 
Where  shall  we  go,  in  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heaven  1 

3  We  ask  not  for  them  wealth  or  famo, 

Amid  the  worldly  strife ; 
But,  in  the  all-prevailing  Name, 
We  ask  eternal  life. 
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THE    YOUNG. 

4  We  seek  the  Spirit's  quickening  giace, 
To  make  them  pure  in  heart, 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  see  tho.e  as  thou  art. 


55.  C.  M.  Ch.  Psalmist. 
/  will  pour  my  Spirit  upon  thy  seed.     IsaL  44 :  3. 

1  HOW  can  we  see  the  children,  Lord, 

In  love  whom  thou  hast  given, 
Remain  regardless  of  thy  word, 
Without  a  hope  of  heaven  ? 

2  How  can  we  see  them  tread  the  path 

That  leads  to  endless  death, 

Thus  adding  to  thy  fearful  wrath, 

With  every  moment's  breath  ? 

3  Lord,  hear  the  parents'  earnest  cry, 

And  save  our  children  dear  : 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  fill  them  with  thy  fear. 

4  O,  make  them  love  thy  holy  law, 

And  joyful  walk  therein  ; 
Their  hearts  to  new  obedience  draw ; 
Save  them  from  every  sin. 

56.  S.  M.  Feilovhj. 
Parental  Prayer. 

1  GREAT  God,  now  condescend 

To  bless  our  rising  race  ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 
The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

2  O,  what  a  pure  delight 

Their  happiness  to  see ! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  O,  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify  ; 
Remember  now  thy  gracious  word  ■ 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 
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4  lhtiw  forth  the  melting  tear, 
The  penitential  sigh ; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere, 
And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 


1067,  S.   M.  DoDDRIDUa 

Children  dedicated  to  Christ.     Mark  10  :  14. 

1  THE  Saviour  kindly  calls 

Ou  r  children  to  his  breast ; 
He  folds  them  in  his  gracious  arms  ; 
Himself  declares  them  blest 

2  "  Let  them  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim : 
The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these ; 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  With  joy  we  bring  them,  Lord, 

Devoting  them  to  thee, 
Imploring  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 


IOGS.  7s.  Mothers' HvMNa. 

Parents'  Prayer  for  Divine  Aid.     Deut.  6  :  7 
Isai38:19. 


1  LORD,  assist  us  by  thy  grace 
.  To  instruct  our  infant  race ; 
Grant  us  wisdom  from  above, 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love. 


2  May  we  teach  them  day  by  day, 
In  the  house,  and  by  the  way ; 
When  they  rise,  or  go  to  rest, 

Till  thy  truth  shall  make  them  blest. 

3  Gracious  Saviour,  hear  our  prayer ; 
We  commit  them  to  thy  care ; 

Be  their  Shepherd  and  their  Guide, 
Bring  them  to  thy  bleeding  side. 
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1069.  Vs.  Quay. 

Sabbath-school  Hymn. 

1  SUPPLIANT,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend ; 
We  are  weak,  almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teachers  blessed ; 
In  our  lives,  and  in  our  hearts, 
Father,  be  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Shed  abroad  in  every  mind 

Light  and  pardon  from  above. 
Charity  for  all  our  kind, 

Trusting  faith  and  holy  love. 


1070.  L.  M.  Union  Co 

Sabbath-school  Hymn. 

1  ASSEMBLED  in  our  school  once  more, 
O  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore; 

We  meet  to  read,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Be  with  us,  then,  through  this  thy  day. 

2  Our  fervent  prayer  to  thee  ascends 
For  parents,  teachers,  foes,  and  friends ; 
And  when  we  in  thy  house  appear, 
Help  us  to  worship  in  thy  fear. 

3  When  we  on  earth  shall  meet  no  more, 
May  we  above  to  glory  soar, 

And  praise  thee  in  more  lofty  strains 
Where  one  eternal  Sabbath  reigns. 
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SEAMEN    AND    TRAVELLERS. 

|071.  CM.  Sel.  Hymns. 

The  abundance  of  the  sea  converted.     Isai.  60  :  5. 

1  WE  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

And,  with  united  pleas, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 
Far  off  upon  the  seas. 

2  O,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast, 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above 
Of  everlasting  rest. 


|®72.  L.  M.  Watt* 

God's  Wonders  in  the  Sea.     Ps.  107. 

1  WOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 

Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind, 

Till  God  commands,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Bereaved  of  hope,  to  God  they  cry ; 
His  mercy  hears  the  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

4  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage ; 
Tis  calm,  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haver  where  they  wished  to  be. 

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SEAMEN    AND    TRAVELLERS. 

5  O,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

1 .07  3.  CM.  Addison. 

The  Traveller's  Psalm. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord ! 

How  sure  is  then  defence ! 

Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid ;  Jhe  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore : 
We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  whilst  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

1 07  4.  C.  M.  Madan's  Col. 

Who  stilleth  the  noise  of  the  seas.    Ps.  65 :  7. 

1  OUR  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas, 
By  cruel  tempests  tossed, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Expecting  to  be  lost — - 
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2  We  to  the  Lord,  in  humble  prayer, 

Breathed  out  our  sad  distress; 
Though  feeble,  yet  with  contrite  hearts, 
We  begged  return  of  peace. 

3  Then  ceased  the  stormy  winds  to  blow ; 

The  surges  ceased  to  roll ; 
And  soon  again  a  placid  sea 
Spoke  comfort  to  the  soul. 

4  O,  may  our  grateful,  trembling  hearts 

Their  hallelujahs  sing 
To  him  who  hath  our  lives  preserved— 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

1075.  CM.  Sacred  Songs. 

The  Lord  of  the  Seas.     Ps.  135  :  6. 

1  WHEN  o'er  the  mighty  deep  we  rode, 

By  winds  and  storms  assailed, 
We  called  upon  the  ocean's  God, 
Whose  mercy  never  foiled. 

2  The  raging  tempest  heard  thy  voice, 

The  winds  obeyed  thy  will ; 
The  elements  withheld  their  noise, 
And  all  the  floods  were  still. 

3  With  joy  we  hailed  the  distant  shore, 

And  safe  the  vessel  moored ; 
With  grateful  hearts,  that  happy  hour, 
We  praised  the  ocean's  Lord. 

4  Thus,  while  o'er  floods  and  seas  we  re  un, 

Thy  goodness  still  we  see ; 
Though  distant  from  our  native  home, 
We  are  not  far  from  thee. 

5  And  when  life's  voyages  are  past, 

And  we  are  called  to  die, 

O,  may  we  see  thy  face  at  last, 

In  realms  beyond  the  sky. 

8  Then,  as  we  join  the  heavenly  bands, 
Beyond  the  swelling  wave, 
We  Ml  praise  thee  with  uplifted  hands, 
And  sing  thy  power  to  save. 
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NEW    YEAR. 

1076.  12s.  Hebeh. 

Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish.    Matt.  8  :  25. 

WHEN"  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest  is  streaming, 
When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is  gleaming, 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray,  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker—"  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 

2  0  Jesus,  once  rocked  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
A  roused,  by  the  shriek  of  despair,  from  thy  pillow — 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 

Who  cries,  in  his  anguish,  "Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 

3  And,  0,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  sad  warfare  is  waging, 
Then  send  down  thy  grace,  thy  redeemed  to  cherish; 
Rebuke  the  destroyer — "  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 


NEW    YEAR. 

1077,  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Hitherto  hath  the  Lord  helped  us.     1  Sam.  7  :  12. 

1  OUR  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name, 
Whose  love  forever  is  the  same  ; 
The  tokens  of  whose  gracious  care 
Begin,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  us  on ; 
Thus  far  we  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
Then  bear,  in  his  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

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A'F.'W     TEAR. 

107  S»  L.  M.  DoDl>ElDG«. 

God  our  Helper.     Acts  26  :  22. 

1  GREAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported,  still  we  stand: 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,- by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And,  peaceful,  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  brighter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


1079.  CM.  Hegjnbwiij 

Every  good  Gift  from  God.     Jam.  1:17. 

1  GOD  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise 

Our  voices  shall  resound  : 
Thy  hand  directs  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 

2  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age,  we  see  ; 
And  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

3  Stixl  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age,  appear; 
And  let  the  same  compassion  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  vear. 
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NEW    VEAB.. 


If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 
Our  wandering  souls  to  God : 

In  our  affliction  we  shall  sing, 
If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 


10SO.  L.  M.  Corn. 

Grateful  Recognition  of  God's  Forbearance. 

1  TEN  thousand  favors  claim  my  song, 
And  each  demands  an  angel's  tongue ; 
Mercy  sits  smiling  on  the  wings 

Of  every  moment  as  it  springs. 

2  But  O,  with  infinite  surprise 
I  see  returning  years  arise  ! 

When  unimproved  the  former  score, 
Lord,  wilt  thou  trust  me  still  with  more  ? 

r 

3  The  tribute  of  my  heart  receive, 
'Tis  the  poor  all  I  have  to  give  ; — 
Thine  by  creation,  make  it  thine 
By  sealing  it  with  grace  divine. 

1081,  5s  &  12s.  C.  Wesley. 

The  New  Year.     2  Tim.  4 : 7. 

1  COME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue — 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown; 

The  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 
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NEW    YEAR. 

3  O,  that  each,  in  the  day 

Of  his  coming",  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do 

O,  that  each  from  his  Lord 

May  receive  the  glad  word, 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ; 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 


10 8 £.  C.  M.  Newtok. 

New  Year  Prayer. 

1  NOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  thy  glory  known ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free ; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 


1083,  CM.  Browwe. 

A  solemn  Charge  to  the  Soul. 

1  AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 

I  cannot  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run— 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 
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NEW    YEAR. 

3  Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn ; 
What  are  thy  hopes?  bow  sure?  how  fair? 
What  i3  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Behold,  another  year  begins ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

1084.  C.   M.  DoDDRIDGK. 

Salvation  drawing  near.     Rom.  13:11. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  lift  your  voices  high ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day; 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

\  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course ; 
Ye  mortal  powers,  decay ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

1085.  C.  M.  DODDKIDGB. 

Flight  of  Time.    Ps.  90 :  9. 

1  REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 
Of  each  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weens  complete  their  round ! 

How  short  the  months  appear ! 
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NEW    YEAR. 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-revolving  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Awake,  O  God,  my  careless  heart 

Its  great  concerns  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 


1086,     .  C  P.   M.  ExETEE  Cot 

Serious  Refection  at  the  Year's  End. 

1  ETERNAL  bliss  and  lasting  woe 
Hang  on  this  inch  of  time  below — 

This  short,  uncertain  breath  : 
My  heavenly  Father  only  knows 
Whether  another  year  shall  close, 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

2  Before  thy  throne,  great  God,  I  bow,     * 
And  in  these  solemn  moments,  now 

Would  learn  my  real  state : 
While  life,  and  health,  and  time  endure, 
May  I  thy  pardoning  grace  secure, 

Before  it  is  too  late. 

3  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Teach  me  to  choose  that  better  way, 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
M  y  soul  renew,  my  sins  forgive, 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die. 
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NEW    YEAR. 

4  With  thee  let  every  day  be  past ! 
And  when  that  comes  which  proves  my  last, 

May  glory  dawn  within ! 
Relieve  me  then  from  every  doubt, 
And,  ere  life's  glimmering  lamp  goes  out, 

Let  endless  joys  begin. 

1087.  Vs.  Newton. 
One  taken,  and  the  other  left.    Matt.  24 :  40. 

1  WHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below : 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ;— 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream : 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view : 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love: 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

1088.  L.   M.  DODDRIDGK. 

Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  thy  constant  care 

With  blessings  crowns  each  opening  year; 
This  guilty  life  thou  dost  prolong, 
And  wake  anew  my  annual  song. 
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NEW    YEAR. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since,  from  this  day,  the  changing  sun 

•     Has  through  his  yearly  period  run ! 

3  We  yet  survive — but  who  can  say 
That  through  the  year,  or  month,  or  day, 
He  shall  retain  his  vital  breath — 

Or  who  has  made  a  league  with  death  ? 

4  To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign — 

O,  keep  and  own  them  still  as  thine : 
So  shall  we  smile,  secure  from  fear, 
Though  death  should  blast  the  rising  year 

1089,  7s.  Fawcett. 

A  Birth-day  Hymn.     Acts  26  :  22. 

1  I  MY  Ebenezer  raise 

To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
With  a  grateful  heart  I  own, 
Hitherto  thy  help  I  've  known. 

2  What  may  be  my  future  lot, 
Well  I  know  concerns  me  not ; 
This  should  set  my  heart  at  rest, 
What  thy  will  ordains  is  best. 

3  I  my  all  to  thee  resign : 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine ; 
May  but  all  thy  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  love. 

4  Guard  me,  Saviour,  by  thy  power, 
Guard  me  in  the  trying  hour: 
Let  thine  unremitted  care 

Save  me  from  the  lurking  snare. 

5  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  directed  to  thy  praise  : 

So  the  last,  the  closing  scene, 
Shall  be  tranquil  and  serene. 

6  To. thy  will  I  leave  the  rest: 
Grant  me  but  this  one  request, 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  special  love, 

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SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 


SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 
1 090.  Vs.  Babbaitld. 

The  Tear  crowned  with  Goodness.     Ps.  65 :  11. 

1  PRAISE  to  God  ! — immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores — 

3  These,  to  that  dear  Source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praise ; 
And,  when  every  blessing 's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 


1091.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Constancy  of  the  Seasons.     Gen.  8 :  22. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Thy  praise  may  well  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

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SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  dreary  aspect  wear. 

5  Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade  ; 
Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise. 

1 092.  L.  M.  Presb.  Hymns. 
Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons. 

1  JOIN,  every  tongue,  to  praise  the  Lord ; 
All  nature  rests  upon  his  word ; 

^  Mercy  and  truth  his  courts  maintain, 
And  own  his  universal  reign. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Enriched  with  fruit,  and  dressed  in  flowers. 

3  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine ! 
In  all  the  earth  thy  glories  shine ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

1093.  L.  M.  Campbell's  Col. 
He  gave  us  fruitful  Seasons.     Acts  14 :  17. 

1  GREAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  doth  crown  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat : 
"  Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat ;" 

"  The  joy  of  harvest"  we  have  known  : 
The  praise,  O  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord ; 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 
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SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  ; 
Mature  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
lhat  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
liie  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low:— 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
Jo  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Uur  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky.  * 

*®94.  C.  M. 

TJtau  visitest  the  earth,  and  waterest  it.     Ps  65  ■  9  10 
1  FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
Ihe  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of-the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine  : 

1  ne  plants  in  beauty  grew  • 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to' shine, 
And  gav'st  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercks  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway; 

1  hy  hand  all  nature  hails : 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
bummer  nor  winter,  fails. 

l<*95.  CM  v 

Zo.  the  winter  is  past     SoL  Song,  2:11. 

1  AT  length  the  wished-for  spring  has  come : 
How  altered  is  the  scene ! 
The  trees  and  shrubs  are  dressed  in  bloom, 
Ihe  earth  arrayed  in  green. 
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SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

2  O,  let  my  inmost  soul  confess, 

With  grateful  joy  and  love, 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove. 

3  Inspired  to  praise,  my  heart  would  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song ; 
While  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  tune  my  joyful  tongue. 

4  My  faith  exults,  that  yet  the  spring 

Of  righteousness  and  praise 
Our  gracious  God  will  surely  bring, 
And  in  all  nations  raise. 

1096.  H.  M.  Dwight 

Spring.     Jer.  33  :  20-25. 

1  HOW  pleasing  is  the  voice 

Of  God  our  heavenly  King, 
Who  bids  the  frosts  retire, 

And  wakes  the  lovely  spring ! 
Bright  suns  arise,  And  beauty  glowa 

The  mild  wind  blows,      |    Through  earth  and  skies. 

2  The  morn  with  glory  crowned, 

His  hand  arrays  in  smiles : 
He  bids  the  eve  decline, 

Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills : 
The  evening  breeze  I    His  beauty  blooms 

His  breath  perfumes ;        |    In  flowers  and  trees. 

3  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring, 

The  earth  with  summer  warms ; 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 
And  rides  on  wintry  storms : 
His  gifts  divine       •  I    And  round  the  year 

Through  all  appear;  |    His  glories  shine. 

1097.  0.  M.  W.  B.  Peabodt 

Spring.     SoL  Song,  2:12. 

1  WHEN  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 
Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise! 
What  prospects  bright  appear ! 
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SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise  ; 
And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering-  raise. 

3  The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky; 
And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 

The  wild-bird  soars  on  high. 
Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear, 

That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 

Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 
5  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 

Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 

The  weary  are  at  rest. 

098.  Is  &  6s. 

Autumn. 

1  THE  leaves,  around  me  falling, 
Are  preaching  of  decay ; 

The  hollow  winds  are  calling, 
"  Come,  pilgrim,  come  away." 

The  day,  in  night  declining, 
Says  I  must,  too,  decline ; 

The  year  its  bloom  resigning, 
Its  lot  foreshadows  mine. 

2  The  light  my  path  surrounding, 
The  loves  to  which  I  cling, 

The  hopes  within  me  bounding, 

The  joys  that  round  me  wing- 
All,  all,  like  stars  at  even, 

Just  gleam  and  shoot  away, 
Pass  on  before  to  heaven, 
And  chide  at  my  delay. 

3  The  friends  gone  there  before  me 
Are  calling  from  on  high, 

And  happy  angels  o'er  me 
Tempt  sweetly  to  the  sky  :■ 

"  Why  wait,"  they  say,  "  and  wither, 
'Mid  scenes  of  death  and  sin  ? 

O,  rise  to  glory,  hither, 
And  find  true  life  begin." 

28*  657     ' 


SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

I  hear  the  invitation, 

And  fain  would  rise  and  come, 
A  sinner,  to  salvation, 

An  exile  to  his  home ; 
But  while  I  here  must  linger, 

Thus,  thus,  let  all  I  see 
Point  on,  with  faithful  finger, 

To  heaven,  O  Lord,  and  thee. 


1  099.  8s  &  7s.  Horn* 

We  all  do  fade  as  a  leaf.     Isai.  64  :  6. 

1  SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling", 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound — 

2  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you — 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place.'* 

4  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  our  highest  hopes  be  stayed: 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


1100.  CM.  Watts. 

Winter.    Pa.  147: 16, 17. 

1  THE  hoary  frost,  the  fleecy  snow, 
Descend,  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

9  When,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high, 
God  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  man  that  dares  his  power  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
658 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

3  God  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

4  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING 
AND    FAST. 

1101.  lis  &  8s.  Montgomery 
God  the  Ruler  of  all.    Ps.  100. 

1  BE  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth ; 

O,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear ; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth, 
With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all  ; 
And  we  are  his  people ;  his  sceptre  we  own ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  O,  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song ; 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
His  praise  in  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

1  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 
And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand ; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 

1 1 02.  L.  M.  Dr.  Furman. 
The  Kingdom  is  the  Lord's.     Ps.  22 :  28. 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  above, 
Thy  glory,  with  unclouded  rays, 
Shines  through  the  realms  of  light  and  love, 
Inspiring  angels  with  thy  praise. 
659 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

2  Thy  power  we  own,  thy  grace  adore ; 

Thou  deign'st  to  visit  man  below! 
And  in  affliction's  darkest  hour, 
The  humble  shall  thy  mercy  know. 

3  These  western  States,  at  thy  command, 

Rose  from  dependence  and  distress ; 
Prospe?  ity  now  crowns  the  land, 

And  millions  join  thy  name  to  bless. 

4  Praise  is  thy  due,  eternal  King ! 

We  '11  speak  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 
With  grateful  hearts  our  tribute  bring, 
And  emulate  the  hosts  above. 

5  O !  be  thou  still  our  guardian  God  ; 

Preserve  these  States  from  every  foe ; 
From  party  rage,  from  scenes  of  blood, 
From  sin,  and  every  cause  of  woe. 

6  Here  may  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 

Display  his  grace,  and  saving  power ! 
Here  liberty  and  truth  maintain, 
Till  empires  fall  to  rise  no  more ! 

1103.  7s.  Sac.  Lyric* 

National  Thanksgiving. 

1  SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song! 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 

Saints  and  angels,  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  : 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy, 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey — 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod — 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

21  660 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

1104.  6s&4s.  S.  F.Smith 

National  Hymn. 

1  MY  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee — 
Land  of  the  noble,  free — 

Thy  name — I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break— 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing: 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 


1105.  L.  P.  M.  Roscoe. 

The  God  of  Nations.     1  Sam  2  :  8. 

1  GREAT  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  world's  extended  kingdoms  lie, 

We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne : 
Thy  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all ; 
Thine  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  greatness  own. 
661 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

2  To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  we  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise, 

Our  country's  Guardian,  Guide,  and  Friend : 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last, 

And  still  thy  sheltering  care  extend. 

I  1 06.  L.  M.  Presb.  Hmi 

National  Praise. 

1  WE  bless  thy  name,  Almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  our  fathers  trod, 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

2  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray ; 
For  thou  our  country's  arms  didst  guide, 
And  lead  them  on  their  conquering  way. 

3  We  praise  thee,  that  the  gospel  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds ; 
Scatters  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

4  When  foes  without,  and  foes  within, 

With  threatening  ills  our  land  have  pressed. 
Thou  hast  our  nation's  bulwark  been, 
And,  smiling,  sent  us  peaceful  rest. 

5  O  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear, 

In  troublous  times  our  helper  be ; 
Diffuse  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here, 
And  may  we  worship  only  thee. 

HOT.  CM.  Ureford 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O,  hear  us  for  our  native  land — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  O,  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 
662 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 

1108.  L.  M.  PrattsCoi. 

A  Holy  Nation. 

1  LORD,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land, 
Still  saved  by  thine  almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring  - 

To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

2  Let  every  public  temple  raise 
Triumphant  songs  of  holy  praise ; 
Let  every  peaceful,  private  home, 
A  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  become. 

3  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight ; 
Still,  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 

i  \  09.  Peculiar.         H.  S.  Washburn. 

God's  Goodness  adored. 
1  LET  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing; 
Let  choral  anthems  rise ; 
Ye  reverend  men,  and  children,  bring 

To  God  your  sacrifice : 
For  he  is  good ;  the  Lord  is  good, 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
The  Lord  Jehovah  praise, 
While  the  rocks  and  the  rills, 
While  the  vales  and  the  hills, 
A  glorious  anthem  raise : 
Let  each  prolong  the  grateful  song, 
And  the  God  of  our  fathers  praise. 
663 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

2  He  bids  the  sun  to  rise  and  set  ; 
In  heaven  his  power  is  known ; 
And  earth,  subdued  to  him,  shall  yet 

Bow  low  before  his  throne  : 
For  he  is  good ;  the  Lord  is  good, 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways : 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
The  Lord  Jehovah  praise, 
While  the  rocks  and  the  rills, 
While  the  vales  and  the  hills, 
A  glorious  anthem  raise : 
Let  each  prolong  the  grateful  song, 
And  the  God  of  our  fathers  praise. 

1110.  CM. 

Public  Humiliation.    Ezek.  9  : 4. 

1  LORD,  look  on  all  assembled  here, 

Who  in  thy  presence  stand, 
To  offer  up  united  prayer 
For  this  our  sinful  land. 

2  O,  may  we  all,  with  one  consent, 

Fall  low  before  thy  throne, 
With  tears  the  nation's  sins  lament, 
The  church's  and  our  own. 

3  And  should  the  dread  decree  be  past, 

And  we  must  feel  the  rod — 
Let  faith  and  patience  hold  us  fast 
To  our  correcting  God. 

till.  CM.  Watto 

National  Fast.      Lam.  5  : 1-21. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land ; 

Behold,  thy  people  mourn  ; 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand, 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand ; 
O,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  spare  our  guilty  land. 
664 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST 

3  Then  shall  our  loud  and  grateful  voice 
Proclaim  our  guardian  God, 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 


1112.  CM.  Rippon's  Ool, 
National  Sins  deplored.     Ps.  80  :  3. 

1  SEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 

Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  power  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas!  are  truths  divine 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name ! 

4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Then  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
If  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

1113.  8s  &  7s.  Epis  Col. 

National  Transgressions  confessed. 

1  DREAD  Jehovah !    God  of  nations ! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications, 
Now  for  the»r  deliverance  rise. 

2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  cop  founding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding, 

Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 
28*  665 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

3  Let  thit  love  veil  our  transgression, 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface, 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression, 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

4  Lo,  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning, 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

1114.  L.  M.  Davi* 

National  Blessings  implored.     Deut.  4  :  29-31. 

1  ON  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call ; 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there ; 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  ] 

2  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn  ; 

O,  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church  which  thou  hast  planted  here. 

3  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God ; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood ; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises — 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas? 

4  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe ; 

Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

1115*  L.  M.  Beddome 

Prayer  for  Peace.     Ps.  46 : 9. 

1  GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skiea 

A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  : 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  Let  peace  descend,  with  balmy  wing, 

And  all  its  blessings  round  her  shed; 
Her  liberties  be  well  secured, 

And  commerce  lift  its  fainting  head. 
666 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING    AND    FAST. 

3  Let  the  loud  cannon  cease  to  roar, 

The  warlike  trump  no  longer  sound ; 
The  din  of  arms  be  heard  no  mc  re, 
Nor  human  blood  pollute  the  ground. 

4  Thus  save,  O  Lord,  a  guilty  land  ; 

Millions  of  tongues  shall  then  adore, 
Resound  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  praise  from  shore  to  shore. 

1  1  16.  L.  M.  Steele. 

Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

1  WITH  all  the  boasted  pomp  of  war, 

In  vain  we  dare  the  hostile  field ; 
In  vain,  unless  the  Lord  be  there ; 
Thine  arm  alone  our  land  can  shield. 

2  Our  arms  succeed,  our  councils  guide, 

Let  thy  right  hand  our  cause  maintain ; 
Till  war's  destructive  rage  subside, 
And  peace  resume  her  gentle  reign. 

3  Great  God,  the  promised  period  bring, 

Let  standards  be  no  more  unfurled  ; 

Come,  peace,  and  bless  with  balmy  wing 

The  eastern  and  the  western  world. 


1117,  CM.  Gibbons. 

In  Time  of  Drought.     1  Kings  8  :  35,  36. 

1  HOW  hast  thou,  Lord,  in  righteous  wrath, 

Blasted  our  promised  joy ! 

The  elements  obeyed  thy  nod, 

Our  prospects  to  destroy. 

2  The  sun,  at  thy  dread  order,  now 

Darts  down  destructive  fires ; 
Hills,  plains,  and  vales,  are  parched  with  drought, 
And  blooming  life  expires. 

3  Like  burnished  brass  the  heaven  around 

In  angry  terrors  burns, 
While  earth  appears  a  joyless  waste, 
And  into  iron  turns. 
667 


NATIONAL    THANKSGIVING     AND    FAST 

4  Pity  us,  Lord,  in  our  distress, 
Nor  with  our  land  contend; 
Bid  the  avenging  skies  relent, 
And  showers  of  mercy  send. 

1118.  CM.  DoDDUIDGE. 

After  a  Fire. 

1  ETE-RNAL  God,  our  humbled  souls 

Before  thy  presence  bow  ; 
With  all  thy  magazines  of  wrath, 
How  terrible  art  thou ! 

2  Enrobed  in  glowing  sheets  of  flame, 

Destruction  rears  its  head ; 
And  blackened  walls,  and  smoking  heaps, 
Through  all  our  streets  are  spread. 

3  Lord,  in  the  dust  we  lay  us  down, 

And  mourn  thy  righteous  ire, 
Yet  bless  the  hand  of  guardian  love 
That  snatched  us  from  the  fire. 

4  O,  may  we  view  with  dauntless  eyes 

The  last  tremendous  day, 
When  earth,  and  seas,  and  stars,  and  skie9, 
In  flames  shall  melt  away. 


1119.  CM.  Beddom* 

In  Time  of  Pestilence. 

1  THE  Lord  in  judgment  now  appears, 

And  spreads  his  wrath  abroad ; 

Sinners  are  filled  with  boding  fears, 

By  righteous  vengeance  awed. 

2  Seized  by  inveterate  disease, 

What  crowds  of  victims  fall ! 
Insatiate  death  relentless  preys, 
Nor  spares  the  great  or  small. 

3  Lord,  we  our  sin  and  guilt  confess, 

Yet  mercy  would  implore; 
To  mitigate  our  sore  distress, 
Display  thy  mighty  power. 
668 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

4  Say,  "  Tis  enough,"  and  give  command- 
Disease  shall  then  retire, 
And  rosy  health  revive  our  land, 
Now  trembling  at  thine  ire. 

1  1 20.  CM.  Breviary. 

Rend  your  hearts,  and  not  your  garments.    Joel  2  :  lo. 

1  O  SINNER,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer ; 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee : 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O,  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 

We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

1121.  L.M.  Watts. 

Morning  Hymn.     Ps.  19  :  5-8. 

1  GOD  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And,  like  a  giant,  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  O,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  waj. 
669 


MORNINb     AND    EVENING. 

3  But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 

If  God,  my  Sun,  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 
To  follow  every  wandering  star. 

4  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes, 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

5  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

1122.  L.  M.  Watt* 

God  the  Former  of  Light  and  Darkness.     Isai.  45  : 7. 

1  MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
P*  rpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

1  1 23.  L.  M.  Kmr. 

Morning  Vows. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  th'  eternal  King. 

670 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  to  thee  my  vows  renew ; 
Dispel  my  sins  as  morning  dew ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  true  delight, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


1124.  CM.  Wa™. 

Lord's  Day  Morning,     Ps.  5. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 

H  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 
671 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

1125.  CM.  Watts 
His  compassions  new  every  morning.     Lam.  3  :  23. 

1  HOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 

To  God's  upholding  hand ! 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing"  powei 

That  raised  us  with  a  word ; 
And  every  day,  and  every  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  rising  morn  cannot  assure 

That  we  shall  end  the  day ; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
To  hurry  us  away. 

4  Our  life  is  forfeited  by  sin 

To  God's  most  righteous  law ; 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  every  breath  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  Sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings ; 
Our  feeble  frame  lies  safe,  at  night, 
Beneath  his  guardian  wings. 

1126.  CM.  Watt* 

Morning  Thanksgiving. 

1  ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats; 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wratli  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
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MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

4  How  many  wretched  souls  have  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun  ! 
And  yet  thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread. 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

1127.  CM.  Steelk. 

Wlten  I  awake,  I  am  still  with  thee.     Ps.  139  :  18. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 

To  thee  I  cheerful  raise : 
Thine  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing, 
And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  Preserved  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
To  see  the  morning  light. 

3  While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 

In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  mine  eyes, 

And  woke  from  sweet  repose. 

4  O,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

1  128.  7s.  Ch.  Psalmody 

Morning  Thanksgiving  and  Prayer. 

1   THOU  that  dost  my  life  prolong, 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song ; 
Thankful,  from  my  couch  I  rise, 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 
29  673 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

2  Thou  didst  hear  my  evening  cry ; 
Thy  preserving  hand  was  nigh : 
Peaceful  slumbers  thou  hast  shed, 
Grateful  to  my  weary  head. 

3  Thou  has  kept  me  through  the  night ; 
'T  was  thy  hand  restored  the  light : 
Lord,  thy  mercies  still  are  new, 
Plenteous  as  the  morning  dew. 

4  Still  my  feet  are  prone  to  stray ; 
O,  preserve  me  through  the  day: 
Dangers  everywhere  abound ; 
Sins  and  snares  beset  me  round. 

5  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 
On  my  soul  thy  beams  display ; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 

1  1  29.  S.  M.  Dwioht 

Dedication  to  God,  our  Preserver.     Ps.  3  :  5. 

1  SERENE  I  laid  me  down 

Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preserver  near ! 

2  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 

This  weak,  defenceless  frame ; 
But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

3  O !  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 

I  bring  my  sacrifice ; 
Tinged  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

5  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 
674 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

1130.  CM.  KlPPIB, 

Evening,  and  morning,  and  at  noon,  will  I  pray. 
Ps.  55 :  17. 

1  ON  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

My  waking  thoughts  attend, 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys, 
And,  "fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
The  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  evening  slumbers  press  mine  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim, 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night,  I  '11  still 

The  pleasing  work  pursue, 
And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 
All  praise  is  ever  due. 

1131.  7s.  Epis.  Col. 
Morning  Prayer. 

1  NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 
Now  is  passed  the  early  dawn : 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day : 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Make  our  souls  as  noonday  clear; 
Banish  every  doubt  and  fear; 

In  thy  vineyard,  Lord,  to-day, 
We  would  labor,  we  would  pray. 
675 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

3  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  all  at  last : 
Labor  then  will  all  be  o'er : 
Sin's  dark  night  will  be  no  more. 

1132.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Early  Vows. 

1  MY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house, 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  O,  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite,  and  reprove  my  wandering  way ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed,  • 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  pressed  with  grief, 
I  '11  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 
And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

1133.  CM.  RlPPON'e  COL. 

The  First-fruits  of  the  Day. 

1  TO  thee  let  our  first  offerings  rise, 

Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  favoring  hand  be  nigh ! 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before ! 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  I  that  hand  adore ! 

3  Be  this,  and  every  future  day, 

Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 
And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 
May  grace  sustain  at  last 
676 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

I  134*  CM.  DODDEIDOB 

Happiness  of  serving  God. 

1  THRICE  happy  souls,  who,  heirs  of  heaven 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne  ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

1135.  L.  M.  w^rrs. 

Evening  Hymn.     Ps.  4 :  8. 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past ; 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come, 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Tims,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

1136.  CM.  Wins. 

Evening  Hymn.     Ps.  141  :  2. 

1  DREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offering  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
677 


MORNING     AND    EVENING. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard ; 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around ; 
But,  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  who  died 

To  save  my  guilty  soul  ? 

Alas !  my  sins  are  multiplied, 

Fast  as  my  minutes  roll. 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

1  1  37,  L.  M.  Steele. 

An  Evening  Prayer.     Pro  v.  3  :  24. 

1  GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song, 

With  humble  gratitude,  I  raise  ; 
O,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days,  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently-rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 

Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 
And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance,  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close ; 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 
6-8 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

1138.  S.  M.  Custis's  Col. 

Isal  26 : 3. 

1  ANOTHER  day  is  past, 

The  hours  forever  fled, 
And  time  is  bearing  us  away 
To  mingle  with  the  dead. 

2  Our  minds  in  perfect  peace 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep ; 

We  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now, 

For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 

3  How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they 

On  thee  securely  stayed ! 
Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarmed, 
Nor  be  in  death  dismayed. 

1139  S.  M. 

Solemn  Refections. 

\  THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear; 
O,  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near ! 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep^ 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove. 
O,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
Th  i  bosom  of  thy  love  ? 
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MORNING     AND    EVENING. 

I  I  10.  C.  M.  H.  K.  W-hit* 

Family  Worship. 

1   O  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  lowly  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  listening  ear 
To  praises  low  as  ours? 
Thou  wilt,  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign 

As  we  before  thee  pray, 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  O,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part 

And  let  contention  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

5  Thus  chastened,  cleansed,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led, 
The  sun  of  holiness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

6  And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wand'ring  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way, 
Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  grwt 
The  dawn  of  lasting  day* 

1141.  L.  M.  Kt«. 

/  meditate  on  thee  in  the  night  watches.     Ps.  63  :  6. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  tht  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me.  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done: 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

680 


MORXING    AND    EVENI^e. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  judgment-day. 

4  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of  ill. 

5  Lord,  let  my  heart  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 

1142.  Vs.  G.  W.  Doank. 

The  Night  cometh.     John  9  : 4. 

1  SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  our  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  us  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

1  1  43.  8s  &  Is.  Edmeston. 

Evening  Prayer.     Pro  v.  3  :  24. 

1  SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 

Ere  repose  oar  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thv  people  be. 
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MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

i  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us 
And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

11  44.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Relying  on  God.     Pa.  4  :  8-8. 

1  LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 

i  am  forever  thine  : 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
"Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  mine  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done,    - 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


1  145.  C.  M.  Mason 

Evening  Devotion. 

1  NOW,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 

Let  holy  incense  rise ; 

Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 

Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied    . 

Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favor,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Ao.cept  our  hearts'  desire. 
682 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

4  Lord  of  our  lives,  whose  hand  hath  set 
New  time  upon  the  score — 
Thee  may  we  praise  for  all  our  time, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


1 46.  S.  M.  Relief  YLr^m 

Family  Religion.     Gen.  12:7,  8. 

1  TN  all  my  ways,  O  God, 

I  would  acknowledge  thee, 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  home 
From  all  pollution  free. 

2  Where'er  I  pitch  my  tent 

An  altar  I  would  raise, 
And  thither  my  oblations  bring, 
Of  humble  prayer  and  praise. 

3  Could  I  my  wish  obtain, 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone, 
A  nursery  for  thee. 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

1147.  Is.  Nekton. 

Mizpah.     Gen.  31 :49. 

1  FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer : 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 
Till  we  meet  on  earth  again. 
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PARTING    HYMNS. 

t  1  48.  S.  M.  FAWOTTt 

Mutual  Love. 

1  BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way : 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free, 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

tl49.  CM.  A.  Sutton. 

Separated,  yet  united. 

1  HAIL !  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one : 
Hail !  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 

To  harmony  divine. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given, 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  last, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven : 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

2  What  though  the  northern  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  your  cot ; 
What  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun 

Be  cast  our  distant  lot : 
Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given,  &c. 

3  From  Burmah's  shores,  from  Afric's  strand, 

From  India's  burning  plain, 
From  Europe,  from  Columbia's  land, 

We  hope  to  meet  again : 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given,  &c. 

4  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh, 

Our  future  meeting  knows ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 
And  love  immortal  glows. 

0  sacred  hope !  O  blissful  hope  ! 
Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given,  &c. 

1  1 50.  C.  M.  C.  Weslbt 

Every  one  members  one  of  another.     Rom.  12:5. 

1  BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love 

That  will  not  let  us  part ; 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 

We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go ; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O,  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside ; 
Nothing  desire,  nor  aught  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified ! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  beloved  embrace ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 
685 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore, 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  mpre. 

1151.  S.  M.  C.  Wasun. 

Onefold  and  one  Shepherd.    John  10  :  1ft, 

1  AND  let  our  bodies  part, 

To  different  climes  repair; 
Inseparably  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are.' 

2  O,  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below, 
And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  laborers  lies ; 
And  lo !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

4  O  happy,  happy  place 

Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

5  When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  suffering,  and  our  pain, 
We  '11  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
And  never  part  again. 

1  1 52.  L.  M.  H.  K  Whit* 

We  shall  meet  again. 

1  COME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Join  every  voice  and  every  heart ; 

One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more ; 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 

And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 
686 


PARTING    HYMNS. 


1153.  S.  M.  Hawkes's  Col. 

Parting  in  hope  of  meeting  in  Heaven, 

1  ONCE  more,  before  we  part, 

O,  bless  the  Saviour's  name ; 

Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 

Adore  and  praise  the  same. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  came, 

That  blessing  still  impart  ; 
We  met  in  Jesus'  sacred  name, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 

We  '11  live,  and  feed,  and  grow, 
And  still  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practise  what  we  know. 

4  And  if  we  meet  no  more 

On  Zion's  earthly  ground, 
O,  may  we  reach  that  blissful  state 
Where  all  thy  saints  are  bound. 

1154*  8s  &  7s,  peculiar.     Mrs.  Macgo-wax. 

Eternal  Union. 

1  WHEN  in  this  world  of  grief  and  pain, 

We  from  our  friends  must  sever, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  this  scene, 
Where  we  shall  meet  forever. 

2  Though  time  and  absence  may  estrange 

The  hearts  once  knit  together, 
Yet  severed  friends  shall  meet  again, 
To  part  no  more  forever — 

3  Where  partings  ne'er  shall  sink  the  heart, 

Where  sorrow  enters  never, 
And  sin  no  longer  can  defile 
Those  whom  we  love  forever. 

4  Sweet  thought !  this  earth  is  not  our  rest, 

When  troubles  crowd  together  ; 
But  one  with  Jesus  we  shall  dwell, 
And  reign  with  him  forever. 
687 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

1155*  L.  M.  Anderson's  Col. 

Joyful  in  Hope. 

1  WHILE  in  the  world  we  still  remain, 
We  only  meet  to  part  again ; 

But  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  The  hope  that  we  shall  see  that  day, 
Should  chase  our  present  griefs  away ; 
A  few  short  years  of  conflict  past, 
We  meet  around  the  throne  at  last. 

3  Then  let  us  here  improve  these  hours, 
Improve  them  to  a  Saviour's  praise ; 
To  him  with  zeal  devote  our  powers, 
And  run  with  joy  in  wisdom's  ways. 

1156*  C.  P.  M.         Songs  in  the  Night 

And  he  shall  go  no  more  out.     Rev.  3:12. 

1  NAY,  shrink  not  from  the  word  "  farewell," 
As  if 'twere  friendship's  final  knell; 

Such  fears  may  prove  but  vain : 
So  changeful  is  life's  fleeting  day, 
Whene'er  we  sever,  Hope  may  say — 

"  We  part  to  meet  again.'" 

2  E'en  the  last  parting  earth  can  know, 
Brings  not  unutterable  woe 

To  souls  that  heavenward  soar : 
Faith  shows  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Where  hearts  that  here  at  parting  sigh, 

May  meet — to  part  no  more. 

1157.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Bubdul 

Dismission. 

1  LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 

O,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 
688 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  Then,  whene'er  the  signal 's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne,  on  angels'  wings,  to  heaven- 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey — 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 


1 1  58.  6s  &  5s,  peculiar.         Sel.  Hymns. 

Reunion  in  Heaven. 

1  WHEN  shall  we  meet  again  ? — 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes — 

Never — no,  never ! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river  1 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never — no,  never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell. 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never — no,  never ! 
92*  689 


PARTING    HYMNS. 

Soon  shall  we  meet  again — 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chai*< 

Round  us  forever : 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never — no,  never ! 


1  1  59.  L.  M.  Ham. 

Dismission. 

1  DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  i  >rd ; 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 

All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  g>  id ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  bloc  i ; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

1160.  8s  &  7s.  Newton. 

Benediction.     2  Cor.  13  :  14. 

1  MAY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Sav  *"<u, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  low 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 
690 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

1161.  L.    M.  DODDRIDSX 

Thou  earnest  us  away  as  with  a  flood.     Ps.  90  :  5. 

1  GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea — 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Upon  the  rapid  streams  are  borne 
Swift  on  to  their  eternal  home, 

Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore,  on  either  side, 

Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  my  heart 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 


116S.  C    M.  WATTg. 

We  spend  our  years  as  a  tale  that  is  told.     Ps.  90 : 9. 

1  HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 
691 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home  ', 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 

And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 


I  163.  C  M.  Watts. 

Shortness  of  Life.     Ps.  39  : 4-7. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast — 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  can  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures — earth  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

I I  64.  S.  M.  Wait* 

TJie  Frailty  of  Life.    Ps.  90  :  10-1 2. 

1  LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  I 

2  Alas !  't  was  brittle  clay 

That  formed  our  body  first ; 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
"Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 
692 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace  ; 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay : 
Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  '11  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They  '11  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea: 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

165.  L.  M.  Stem*. 
Vanity  of  Life.     Ps.  39. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days ! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span ; 

A  little  point  my  life  appears ; 
How  frail,  at  best,  is  dying  man  ! 

How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears ! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show ! 

Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind ! 
He  heaps  up  treasures  mixed  with  woe, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  O,  be  a  nobler  portion  mine ! 

My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone, 

166.  C  M.  Watib 

Earthly  Pleasures  dangerous. 

1  HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 
693 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Shine  with  deceiving  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  our  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood — 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food, 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

1167*  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Boast  not  thyself  of  to-morrow.     Prov.  24  : 1. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 

O,  be  that  still  pursued, 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  lignt, 
Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night 
694 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

1168*  C.  M.  Watts. 

Out  days  few  and  evil.     Gen.  41 : 9. 

1  OUR  days,  alas!  our  mortal  days, 

Are  short  and  wretched  too ; 
"  Evil  and  fe  w,"  the  patriarch  says : 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 

2  'Tis  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound 

That  heaven  allows  to  men, 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 
Of  threescore  years  and  ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 

Run  on,  my  days,  in  haste ; 
Moments  of  sin,  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  skies, 
Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

1169.  C.  M.  Watts, 

The  Solemnity  of  Life  and  Death. 

1  THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We  're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! — 
The  final  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings ! 

4  Eternal  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 
695 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

5  Awake,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

1  1 70.  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

Job  1 : 6. 

1  THE  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste, 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast ; 
With  rapid  speed  the  moments  run, 
In  which  the  work  of  life  is  done. 

2  As  vanishes  the  fleeting  shade, 

As  flowers  before  the  evening  fade, 
Such  is  the  life  of  feeble  man  ; 
His  days  are  measured  by  a  span. 

3  Be  this  my  one,  my  great  concern, 
The  way  of  life  and  peace  to  learn — 
To  know  my  dear  Redeemer's  love, 
And  his  renewing  grace  to  prove. 

1171.  8s  &  4s. 

They  are  as  a  sleep.     Ps.  90  :  5. 

1  ALAS !  how  poor  and  little  worth 
Are  all  those  glittering  toys  of  earth 

That  lure  us  here! — 
Dreams  of  a  sleep  that  death  must  break : 
Alas !  before  it  bids  us  wake, 

They  disappear. 

2  Where  is  the  strength  that  spurned  decay, 
The  step  that  rolled  so  light  and  gay, 

The  heart's  blithe  tone  ? 
The  strength  is  gone,  the  step  is  slow, 
And  joy  grows  weariness  and  woe 

When  age  comes  on. 

5  Our  birth  is  but  a  starting-place ; 
Life  is  the  running  of  the  race, 

And  death  the  goal : 
There  all  those  glittering  toys  are  brought; 
That  path  alone,  of  all  unsought, 

Is  found  of  all. 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

4  O,  let  the  soul  its  slumbers  break, 
Arouse  its  senses,  and  awake 

To  see  how  soon 
Life,  like  its  glories,  glides  away 
And  the  stern  footsteps  of  decay 

Come  stealing  on. 

1172.  L.  M.  Peatt's  Col. 
Vanity  of  vanities,  all  is  vanity.    Eccles.  1 :  2. 

1  HOW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 

How  transient  every  earthly  bliss ! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this ! 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 

3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears : 
If  God  be  ours,  we  're  travelling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

1173.  CM.  Watt*. 
All  flesh  is  grass.     Isai.  40  :  6.     1  Pet.  1 :  24. 

1  LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear ; 
But  we  '11  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 
30  L    697 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 
The  God  who  built  us  first ; 

All  glory  to  th'  Almighty  Name 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 


1174,  L.  M.  Watts 

Exhortation  to  improve  our  time.     Eccles.  9:4-10. 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  memory  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue. 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found. 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste, 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reiufn  in  eternal  silence  there. 


1175.  CM.  ffATTB 

What  is  man  ?     Ps.  144  : 2-6. 

1  LORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 

Born  of  the  earth  at  first ! 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hasting  to  the  dust. 

2  O,  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace  ? 
698 


SHORTNESS    OF    TIME. 

3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 

Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favors  share ; 
Help  us  to  spend  them  in  thy  praise, 
Unworthy  as  we  are. 


1176.  C.  P.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

One  thing  is  needful.     Luke  10  :  42. 

1  NO  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

2  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy  ; 

But  O  !  when  both  shall  end, 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destined  place? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days 

With  fiends  or  angels  spend  ? 

3  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

4  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray ; 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way, 

To  glorious  happiness! 
Ah !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart ; 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace. 
699 


DEATH. 


DEATH. 

1177.  L.  M.  Waits. 

God  eternal,  and  Man  mortal.     Ps.  90. 

1  THROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode : 

High  was  thy  throne  e'er  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footstool,  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  is  just — 
"  Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust." 

4  Death,  like  an  ever-flowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  :  our  life 's  a  dream — 
An  empty  tale — a  morning  flower 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

5  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man, 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till,  cleansed  by  grace,  we  all  may  be 
Prepared  to  die  and  dwell  with  thee. 


1178.  CM.        .  Wms 

A  Funeral  Thought. 

1  HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  ! 

Mine  ears,  attend  the  cry : 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
700 


DEATH. 

Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  still  secure? 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 

And  yet  prepared  no  more  ? 

Grant  us  the  powers  of  quickening  grace 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We  '11  rise  above  the  sky. 


1179.  CM.  DODDEIDGB 

It  is  appointed  unto  all  men  once  to  die.    Heb.  9:27. 

1  HEAVEN  has  confirmed  the  dread  decree, 

That  Adam's  race  must  die ; 
One  general  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey, 

Where  you  must  shortly  dwell ; 
Hark !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  every  funeral  knell! 

3  Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all : 

The  solemn  purport  weigh ; 
For  know  that  heaven  or  hell  depends 
On  that  important  day. 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veiled, 

Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see ; 
And  every  word,  and  every  thought, 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

5  O,  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend, 
And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend, 

1 1 80.  C.  M.  Hebkk. 

Warnings. 

1  BENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  Head 
Is  equal  warning  given : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
And  far  above  is  heaven. 
701 


DEATH. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Turn,  sinner,  turn :  thy  danger  know : 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

4  Turn,  Christian,  turn :  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  which  hourly  tell 
That  they  who  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  in  heaven — or  hell. 


1181.  CM.  Relief  B 

Job  3 :  17-22. 

1  HOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 

When  days  of  grief  are  past ! 
The  silent,  solitary  house 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 

Their  passions  rage  no  more ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose ; 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

4  All,  levelled  by  the  hand  of  death 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb — 
Till  God  in  judgment  call  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 


1182.  C    M.  Watt.. 

Thoughts  of  Death  and  Glory.     Ps.  90;  ]2. 

1  MY  Soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 
And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay. 
And  fy  to  unknown  lands. 
702 


DE^TH. 

2  O,  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead, 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead : 

3  Then  we  should  see  the  saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  lov< 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

4  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay 

Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away, 
To  their  eternal  home. 


*IS3.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Prayer  for  Life.     Ps.  102 :  23-28. 

1  IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

Impairs  our  strength  amid  the  race-; 
Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare,  gracious  Lord,  O  spare,  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day ; 
■  And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon? 

3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrows  shall  assuage — 
M  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  lives ; 
Thou  art  the  same  through  every  age." 

4  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign; 
This  fading  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  rise  to  glorious  life  again. 

1184.  CM.  Watts. 

Longing  to  die.     2  Tim.  4 :  8. 

1  DEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
And  bear  my  spirit  home ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  1 
703 


DEATH. 

2  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

3  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  see 
Th'  .appearance  of  his  Son. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  shall  guard  me  sate 

From  every  ill  design, 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

5  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

My  portion  and  my  friend ; 

To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

Through  ages  without  end. 

I    1   85.  CM.  COi.LVER. 

He  will  be  our  Guide  even  unto  death.     Ps.  48  :  14. 

1  WHEN,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 

Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 

Great  God,  at  thy  command; — 

2  When  weeping  friends  surround  my  bea, 

To  close  my  sightless  eyes, 
And,  shattered  by  the  dire  disease, 
This  broken  body  lies  ; — 

3  When  every  long-loved  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart, 
When  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart ; — 

4  Then,  O  thou  source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

6  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  fainting  head, 
And  with  a  ray  of  love  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 
704 


DEATH. 

1  1  86.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Presence  of  Christ  makes  Death  easy. 

1  WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly,  fearless,  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  ofin  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

US7.  Cm.  wa™ 

Faith  triumphant.     1  Cor.  15  :  55. 

1  O  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing — 
"Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  ?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I  'm  secure ; 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power; 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  'iving  Head. 
30*  705 


DEATH. 

11 88.  CM.  Waits. 
The  Death  of  Moses.     Deut.  32  :  49,  50. 

1  DEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 

If  God  be  with  us  there ; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Redeemer  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  called  to  go, 
And  die,  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promised  land, 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  welcome  the  command. 

4  Clasped  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

1189.  CM.  Beddome 
Prayer  for  a  happy  Death. 

1  IF  I  must  die,  O,  let  me  die 

With  hope  in  Jesus'  blood — 
The  blood  that  saves  from  sin  and  guilt, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

2  If  I  must  die,  O,  let  me  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind, 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
For  pleasures  more  refined. 

3  If  I  must  die — and  die  I  must — 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home. 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  I  but  have  a  view, 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I'll  boldly  venture  through. 
706 


DEATH. 


1 1  90.  L.  M.  Logan. 

Now  let  thy  servant  depart  in  peace.    Luke  2  :  29. 

1  THE  hour  of  my  departure  *s  come, 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home ; 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run, 
The  combat 's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won, 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record 's  in  the  sky. 

3  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust ; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust, 

And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone, 
I  look  for  mercy  at  thy  throne. 

4  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  held  so  dear ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord,  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless,  prove  a  friend. 

5  I  come,  I  come,  at  thy  command, 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand : 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms ! 


£191.  7s  &  4.  Mrs  Gilbk 

Chris? s  Presence  desired.     Ps  23  : 4. 

1  WHEN  the  vale  of  death  appears, 

Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
Blest  Redeemer,  soothe  my  fears, 
Light  me  through  the  gioomy  way: 

Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day ; — 

2  Upward  from  this  dying  state 

Bid  my  waiting  soul  aspire ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate; 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Then,  triumphant, 
I  will  join  th'  immortal  choir. 
707 


DEATH 

3  When  the  mighty  trumpet  "blown, 

Shall  the  judgment  dawn  proclaim — 
From  the  central  burning  throne, 
Mid  creation's  final  flame, 
With  the  ransomed, 
Thou  wilt  own  my  worthless  name. 


1  192.  .     8s  &  4s,  peculiar. 

Wliat  mean  ye  to  iceep,  and  to  break  my  heart?    Acts  21:13 

1  WHEN  the  spark  of  life  is  waning, 

Weep  not  for  me. 
When  the  languid  eye  is  straining, 

Weep  not  for  me. 
When  the  feeble  pulse  is  ceasing, 
Start  not  at  its  swift  decreasing ; 
'Tis  the  fettered  soul's  releasing ; 

Weep  not  for  me. 

2  When  the  pangs  of  death  assail  me, 

Weep  not  for  me: 
Christ  is  mine — he  will  not  fail  me ; 

Weep  not  for  me. 
Yes,  though  sin  and  doubt  endeavor 
From  his  love  my  soul  to  sever, 
Jesus  is  my  strength  forever ! 

Weep  not  for  rne. 


1193.  CM.  Watt* 

Faith  triumphing.    Job  19  :  25. 

1  GREAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 

And  nature  must  decay ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 
For  Jesus  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  comes. 
708 


DEATH. 

3  The  mighty  Conqueror  shall  appear, 

High  on  a  royal  seat ; 
And  Death,  the  last  of  all  his  fo«s. 
Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 

4  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong,  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thy  wondrous  grace, 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 

1  194.  7s.  Toplady. 

The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

1  DEATHLESS  spirit,  drop  thy  clay. 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away ; 

Go  to  shine  before  the  throne, 
Deck  the  Mediator's  crown. 

2  Lo,  he  beckons  from  on  high ; 
Fearless  to  his  presence  fly ; 
Thine  the  merit  of  his  blood, 
Thine  the  righteousness  of  God. 

3  Shudder  not  to  pass  the  stream, 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  him — 
Him  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Stilled  its  tossing,  hushed  its  roar. 

4  Safe  is  the  expanded  wave, 
Gentle  as  a  summer's  eve  ; 
Not  one  object  of  his  care 
Ever  suffered  shipwreck  there. 

1195.  L.  M.  Watoj. 

The  peaceful  Slumber  of  the  Grave. 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invades  thy  bounds:  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 
709 


DEATH. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word ; 
Restore  thy  trust ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

1198.  CM.  Steeljc 

But  a  step  between  me  and  death.     1  Sam.  20  :  3. 

1  WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 

By  Death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O,  may  this  truth,  impressed 
With  awful  power,  "  I  too  must  die," 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour : 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  O,  let  us  fly — to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Great  God !  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

1197.  CM. 

Death  of  a  Youth.     Pro  v.  8:17. 

1  HOW  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run* 
Cut  down  in  all  his  bloom ; 
The  course  but  yesterday  begun, 
Now  finished  in  the  tomb! 
710 


DEATH. 

2  Thou  joyous  youth,  hence  learn  how  soon 
Thy  years  may  end  their  flight ; 
Long,  long  before  life's  brilliant  noon, 
May  come  death's  gloomy  night. 

8  To  serve  thy  God  no  longer  wait, 
To-day  his  voice  regard : 
To-morrow  Mercy's  open  gate 
May  be  forever  barred. 

4  Hear  how  the  Lord  reveals  his  grace, 
Thy  youthful  love  to  gain  : — 
"  The  soul  that  early  seeks  my  face 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

1198.  CM.  Watt* 

The  righteous  hath  hope  in  his  death.     Prov.  14 :  32. 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
*T  was  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise : 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ; 
Ye  saints,  ascei:d  the  skies. 
711 


DEATH. 

I  199.  6s  <k  8s,  peculiar.  Montgomery. 

Reunion  above. 

1  FRIEND  after  friend  departs: 

Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere, 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away ; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  : 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light 


1  200.  7S.  COLLTER. 

To  die  is  gain.    PhiL  1 :  21. 

1  WHEN  I  tread  the  mortal  vale, 
Where  the  shades  of  death  prevail, 
Saviour,  guide  my  trembling  feet, 
Through  this  last,  this  still  retreat; 
Let  thy  glory  chase  its  gloom, 
Light  the  feeble  traveller  home, 
Never  leave  me  till  I  stand 
Safe  in  y  inder  heavenly  land. 
712 


DEATH. 

2  When  1  bow  my  sinking  head, 
Seeking  rest  among  the  dead ; 
When  my.  pulses,  throbbing  slow. 
Tell  the  tide  of  life  runs  low : 
Hear  me,  my  Almighty  Friend ! 
Watch,  sustain  me  to  the  end ; 
Smiling  througli  my  dying  tears, 

I  will  then  dismiss  my  fears. 

3  Thee,  Redeemer,  I  pursue, 

All  life's  weary  journey  through; 

Other  interests  I  resign, 

Only  tell  me  thou  art  mine ; 

And  when  mortal  agonies 

Break  my  heart-strings,  glaze  mine  eyes, 

Let  me  but  this  prize  obtain, 

1  shall  prove — "  to  die  is  gain." 


1201.  L.  M.  Barbajuv 

The  righteous  Dead  blessed.     Rev.  14  :  IS. 

1  HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  bl^st  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ln 
30*  713 


1>EATH. 


1202.  CM.  Relief  Hymns. 

Not  dead,  but  sleeping     Matt.  9  :  24. 

1  IT  is  not  dying,  when  our  friends 

In  Jesus  fall  asleep ; 
Their  better  being  never  ends — 
Then  why  dejected  weep  ? 

2  Why  inconsolable  as  those 

To  whom  no  hope  is  given  ? 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 

And  calls  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 

Victorious  from  the  dead, 
So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign 
With  their  triumphant  Head. 


1  203.  Peculiar.  Montgomery. 

The  righteous  taken  away  from  the  evil  to  come. 
Isai.  57  :  1. 

1  THIS  place  is  holy  ground  ; 

World,  with  its  cares,  away ; 
A  holy,  solemn  stillness  round 

This  lifeless,  mouldering  clay  : 
Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 

%  Behold  the  bed  of  death— 

The  pale  and  mortal  clay  ; 
Heard  ye  the  sob  of  parting  breath? 

Marked  ye  the  eye's  last  ray  ? 
No ;  life  so  sweetly  ceased  to  be, 
It  lapsed  in  immortality. 

3  Why  mourn  the  pious  dead? 
Why  sorrows  swell  our  eye**  ? 
Can  sighs  recall  the  spirit  fled? 
Shall  vain  regrets  arise? 
Though  death  has  caused  this  altered  mien, 
In  heaven  the  ransomed  soul  is  seen. 
714 


DEATH. 

4  Bury  the  dead,  and  weep 

In  stillness  o'er  the  loss ; 
Bury  the  dead :  in  Christ  they  sleep 

Who  bore  on  earth  his  cross ; 
And  from  the  grave  their  dust  shall  rise, 
Tn  his  own  image,  to  the  skies. 


1 204.  P.  M.  Pops 

The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

1  VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame : 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark ! — they  whisper ;  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away ;" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? — 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears ; 
Heaven  opens  on  mine  eyes ;  mine  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring : 

Lend,  lend  your  wings !  I  mount !  I  fly ! 
"  O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  V 


1%®5.  8s  &  7s.  Presb.  Htmns. 

Death  abolished.     1  Tim.  2  :  10. 

1  WHY  lament  the  Christian  dying  ? 

Why  indulge  in  tears  or  gloom  ? 
Calmly  on  the  Lord  relying, 
He  can  greet  the  opening  tomb. 

2  What  if  death,  with  icy  fingers, 

All  the  fount  of  life  congeals  ? 
'Tis  not  there  thy  brother  lingers, 
'Tis  not  death  his  spirit  feels, 
715 


DEATH. 

3  Thrmgh  for  him  thy  soul  is  mournrnir, 

Though  with  grief  thy  heart  is  riven, 
While  his  flesh  to  dust  is  turning, 
All  his  soul  is  tilled  with  heaven. 

4  Scenes  seraphic,  high  and  glorious, 

Now  forbid  his  longer  stay ; 
►See  him  rise  o'er  death  victorious, 
Angels  beckon  him  awTay. 

5  Hark  !  the  golden  harps  are  ringing, 

Sounds  unearthly  fill  his  ear: 
Millions  now  in  heaven  singing, 
Greet  his  joyful  entrance  there. 

I  206.  L.  M.  Tillage  I.ymns 

Tlie  still  and  peaceful  grave.     Job  3:17. 

1  THE  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot 

To  saints,  who  sleep  in  Jesus  blest ; 
For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest  :— 

2  At  rest  in  Jesus'  faithful  arms, 

At  rest  as  in  a  peaceful  bed, 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms 

Which  round  this  sinful  world  arc  spread. 

3  Thrice  happy  souls,  who  've  gone  before 

To  that  inheritance  divine  ! 
They  labor,  sorrow,  sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

4  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry, 

Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow ; 
We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 

1207.  CM.  wArm 

Blessedness  of  the  righteous  Dead.     Rev.  14  :  13. 

1    HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead : 
"  Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
716 


DEATH. 

2  "  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  suffering  and  from  sin  released, 
They  're  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  "  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 

1208.  12s  &  lis.  Heber. 
Sorrow  mingled  with  Hope.     1  Thess.  4:13. 

THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb; 

The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before  thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through  the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  we  no  longer  behold  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy  side ; 

But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold  thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  deplore  thee 
Since  God  was  thy  Ransom,  thy  Guardian,  thy  Guide ; 

He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore  thee ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  hath  died. 

1 209.  8s  &  7s.        Mothers'  Hymns. 
Thy  will  be  done.     Matt.  26  :  39. 

1  JESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 

O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
Let  us,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we  're  not  forsaken  ; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone ; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken ; 
Blessed  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

3  Fill  us  now  with  deep  contrition  ; 

Take  away  these  hearts  of  stone ; 

While  we  all,  with  true  submission, 

Meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  Though  to-day  we  're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne  ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
We  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 
717 


DEATH. 

1210.  CM. 

Death  of  the  Righteous.     Numb.  23  :  JO. 

1  I  LOOKED  upon  the  righteoas  man, 

And  saw  his  parting  breath, 
Without  a  struggle  or  a  sigh, 

Serenely  yield  to  death : 
There  was  no  anguish  on  his  brow 

Nor  terror  in  his  eye: 
The  spoiler  aimed  a  fatal  dart, 

But  lost  the  victory. 

2  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  heard  the  holy  prayer 
Which  rose  above  that  breathless  form, 

To  soothe  the  mourner's  care ; 
And  felt  how  precious  was  the  gift 

He  to  his  loved  ones  gave — 
The  stainless  memory  of  the  just,  , 

The  wealth  beyond  the  grave. 

3  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man  ; 

And  all  our  earthly  trust 
Of  pleasure,  vanity,  or  pride, 

Seemed  lighter  than  the  dust, 
Compared  with  his  celestial  gain — 

A  home  above  the  sky : 
O,  grant  us,  Lord,  his  life  to  live, 

That  we  like  him  may  die. 

1211.  S.  M.  Ch.  Psalmody. 

Death  of  the  Righteous.     Numb.  23  :  10. 

1  O  FOR  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 

O,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  L*  st  reward ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope,  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 
718 


DEATH. 

3  Theii  ransomed  spirits  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long-succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give — - 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

5  O  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 

O.  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward ! 

1212.  8s  (fe  7s.  Corves. 

Now  he  is  comforted.     Luke  16  :  25. 

1  CEASE,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love ; 
Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish, 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying. 

Lonely,  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Endless  pleasure  pain  excluding, 

Sickness  there  no  more  can  come; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 

Sheds  o"er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 

1213.  CM.  Newton. 

Present  with  the  Lord,     2  Cor.  5:8. 

1  IN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 
The  moment  after  death — 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 
719 


DEATH. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks ; 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  He 's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne ! 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail 

To  trace  its  heavenward  flight : 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much — and  this  is  all — we  know: 

They  are  supremely  blest — 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe 
And  with  the  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view ; — 
And,  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 
There  we  shall  praise  him  too. 


1214.  0.  P.  M.  C.  Weslet, 

Hope  of  Reunion  in  Heaven. 

1  IF  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide, 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see ; 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidd'st  me  mourn  in  calm  distress 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

2  I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up 

Beneath  its  mountain-load: 
Redeem'd  from  death,  and  grief,  and  paia. 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore 

Which  death  has  snatched  away ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 
720 


DEA.TH. 

1215.  L.  M.  Mes.  Mackat. 
Asleep  in  Jesus.     1  Thess.  4 :  14. 

1  ASLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  slew. 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep — 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting . 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest: 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be : 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus !  time  nor  space 
Affects  this  precious  hiding-place : 
On  Indian  plains  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

6  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep* 

1216.  L.  M.  Relief  Hymns. 
Not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

1  SAY,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those 

Who  safe  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore  1 
Released  from  all  their  hurtful  foes, 
They  are  not  lost — but  gone  before. 

2  How  many  painful  days  on  earth 

Their  fainting  spirits  numbered  o'er ! 
Now  they  enjoy  a  heavenly  birth, 
They  are  not  lost — but  gone  before. 
31  721 


DEATH. 

3  Secure  from  every  mortal  care, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  vexed  no  more, 
Eternal  happiness  they  share, 

Who  are  not  lost — but  gone  before. 

4  To  Zion's  peaceful  courts  above 

In  faith  triumphant  may  we  soar, 
Embracing  in  the  arms  of  love, 

The  friends  not  lost — but  gone  before. 

1217.  CM.  DODDBIDGB. 

Death  of  a  Minister.    Josh.  1 :  2-6. 

1  WHAT  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade ; 
What  though  our  teacher  and  our  friend 
Is  numbered  with  the  dead ; — 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  dumb  th'  instructive  tongue ; — 

3  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

His  teaching  to  impart : 
Lord,  be  our  Leader  and  our  Guide, 
And  rule  and  keep  our  heart. 

4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store, 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  He  gives, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

1218*  S.  M.  Montgomery 

Death  of  a  Minister.    Matt.  25  :  21,  23. 

1  "  SERVANT  of  God,  well  done; 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  : 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came ; 

He  started  up  to  hear  ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 
722 


DEATH. 

3  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found. in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done ; 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

1919.  C.   M.  PuKSB.   HTMKS. 

Death  of  a  Pastor. 

1  WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 

When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  The  flock  must  feel  the  shepherd's  loss, 

And  miss  his  tender  care ; 
But  they  who  bear  with  joy  the  cross, 
The  crown  shall  soonest  wear. 

5  And  is  not  He  who  called  them  home, 

Still  to  his  church  most  nigh ; 
To  bid  yet  other  laborers  come 
And  all  her  need  supply  ? 

6  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow; 

God  has  recalled  his  own : 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woe, 
Still  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done!" 
723 


DEATH. 


1220.  CM.  Village  Hymns. 
Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  FAR  from  affliction,  toil,  and  care, 

The  happy  soul  is  fled ; 
The  breathless  clay  shall  slumber  here, 
Among  the  silent  dead. 

2  The  gospel  was  his  joy  and  song, 

E'en  to  his  latest  breath ; 
The  truth  he  had  proclaimed  so  long 
Was  his  support  in  death. 

3  Now  he  resides  where  Jesus  is, 

Above  this  changeful  sphere ; 

His  soul  was  ripened  for  that  bliss, 

While  yet  he  sojourned  here. 

4  The  church's  loss  we  all  deplore, 

And  shed  the  falling  tear ; 
Since  we  shall  see  his  face  no  more, 
Till  Jesus  shall  appear. 

5  But  we  are  hasting  to  the  tomb; 

O,  may  we  ready  stand ; 
Then,  dearest  Lord,  receive  us  home, 
To  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

1221.  CM.  Peesb.  Hymn* 
Death  of  a  Pastor. 

1  THY  visitation,  Lord,  is  come, 

Our  pastor  is  no  more ; 
We  meet  within  thy  sacred  dome, 
And  here  our  loss  deplore. 

2  Great  God,  while  we  are  desolate, 

O  leave  us  not  alone ; 
Help  us  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  wait, 
Till  thou  in  love  return. 

3  Let  not  the  candlestick  remove 

From  this  thine  own  abode  ; 
But  let  our  supplications  prove 
That  we  prevail  with  God. 
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DEATH. 


4  O,  send  a  messenger  of  peace, 
A  pastor  of  thy  choice ; 
Bid  all  our  sighs  and  sorrows  cease, 
And  cause  us  to  rejoice. 


\ZZZ»  6s.  IiUTHEft. 

The  Blood  of  the  Martyrs  the  Seed  of  the  Church. 

1  FLUNG  to  the  heedless  winds, 

Or  on  the  waters  cast, 
Their  ashes  shall  be  watched, 

And  gathered  at  the  last ; 
And  from  that  scattered  dust, 

Around  us  and  abroad, 
Shall  spring  a  plenteous  seed 

Of  witnesses  for  God. 

2  Jesus  hath  now  received 

Their  latest  living  breath ; 
Yet  vain  is  Satan's  boast 

Of  victory  in  their  death : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak, 

And,  triumph-tongued,  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing  Name. 

1223.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

It  is  well  with  the  child     2  Kings  4 :  26. 

1  WITH  all  our  soul,  O  Lord,  we  give 

The  child  thy  love  hath  snatched  away ; 
On  earth  we  would  not  have  him  live, 
With  us  we  would  not  have  him  stay. 

2  When  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appears, 

With  him  we  shall  in  glory  reign, 
We  and  the  children  he  hath  given, 
Inseparably  joined  in  heaven. 

3  No,  if  a  wish  could  call  him  back, 

We  would  not  have  our  darling  son 
Brought  from  his  everlasting  rest, 

Snatched  from  his  heavenly  Father's  breasl 
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DEATH. 

1 224.  7s.  C.  Wesley. 
On  the  Death  of  a  Child.    2  Sam.  12  :  23. 

1  WHEREFORE  should  I  make  my  moan, 

Now  the  darling  child  is  dead  ? 
He  to  early  rest  is  gone, 

He  to  paradise  is  fled : 
I  shall  go  to  him,  but  he 
Never'  shall  return  to  me. 

2  God  forbids  his  longer  stay, 

God  recalls  the  precious  loan, 
God  hath  taken  him  away, 

From  my  bosom  to  his  own: 
Surely  what  he  wills  is  best, 
Happy  ra  his  will,  I  rest. 

3  Faith  cries  out,  It  is  the  Lord, 

Let  him  do  as  seems  him  good ; 
Be  thy  holy  name  adored, 

Take  the  gift  a  while  bestowed ; 
Take  the  child  no  longer  mine, 
Thine  he  is,  forever  thine.  * 

1225.  CM. 

Another  Lily  gathered. 

1  THE  measured  journey  to  the  grave 

Is  dark  to  him  who  fears 
To  scan  the  blotted  memories 
Of  unrepented  years. 

2  To  us  who  bear  this  child  to-day, 

No  pang  like  this  is  given ; 
The  door  we  shut  upon  its  t6mb, 
Incloses  it  in  heaven. 

1226.  CM.  DoDDRJDOE, 

Loss  of  Children.     Isai  56  :  5. 

1  YE  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears 
Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  not,  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 
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DEATH. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 

3  "  I  '11  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  In  mine  own  house  a  place ; 
No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

4  "  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

A  rising  grace  can  give ; 
In  endless  honor  and  delight 
My  children  all  shall  live." 

5  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see, 
And  bless  those  wounds,  which,  thro'  our  Kearts, 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

1227.  L.  M.  E.Beajwokd. 

Death  of  a  Sabbath-school  Teacher. 

1  IN  vain  we  wait  his  presence  now ; 

He  comes  not  to  his  wonted  seat; 
No  more  with  us  in  prayer  he  '11  bow, 
Or  join  our  tuneful  numbers  sweet. 

2  No  more  his  youthful  charge  he  '11  lead 

Along  the  straight  and  narrow  way ; 

Urge  them  true  wisdom's  voice  to  heed, 

And  seek  their  God  without  delay. 

3  For  him  in  vain  his  class  will  seek — 

His  empty  seat  but  mocks  their  gaze; 
He  will  not  come  from  his  long  sleep 
Till  God's  last  trump  his  dust  shall  raise. 

4  But  though  from  these  loved  scenes  withdrawn, 

And  from  the  earthly  Sabbath's  light, 
We  trust  his  spirit  hails  the  dawn 
Of  heaven's  eternal  Sabbath  bright, 

5  Thus,  one  by  one,  we  all  shall  go, 

And  leave  our  places  vacant  here ; 
But  in  the  better  land,  we  know 
They  never  shed  the  parting  tear. 

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RESURRECTION. 

1228.  CM.  Ch.  Melodist. 

Death  of  a  Sabbath-school  Scholar. 

1  DEATH  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 

A  brother  from  our  side ; 

Just  in  the  morning  of  his  day, 

As  young  as  we,  he  died. 

2  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod  ; 
One  must  be  first,  but  let  us  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

3  All  needful  strength  is  thine  to  give ; 

To  thee  our  souls  apply 
For  grace  to  teach  us  how  to  live, 
And  make  us  fit  to  die. 

4  Then  to  thy  wisdom  and  thy  care 

We  would  resign  our  days; 
Content  to  live  and  serve  thee  here, 
Or  die  and  sing  thy  praise. 


RESURRECTION. 
1229.  S.  M.  Watm. 

My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope.     Ps.  16 :  9. 

1  AND  must  this  body  die? 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often,  from  the  skies, 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heivenly  and  divine. 
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RESURRECTION. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

5  O  Lord,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  strains  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 


1230.  CM.  Steel* 

The  Corruptible  raised.     1  Cor.  15  :53. 

1  LIFE  is  a  span — a  fleeting  hour : 

How  soon  the  vapor  flies ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears ; 

Thy  Saviour  dwells  on  high : 
There  everlasting  spring  appears ; 
There  joys  shall  never  die. 

i  23  i .  CM.  Relief  HvMxa 

Resurrection  anticipated.     1  Thess.  4 :  14-17. 

1  THE  time  draws  nigh  when,  from  the  clouds, 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 

2  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake ; 
The  graves  their  ancient  charge  shall  yield. 
And  eartVs  foundations  shake. 
31*  729 


RESURRECTION. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high ; 
The  heavenly  host,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

4  Together  to  their  Father's  house, 

With  joyful  hearts  they  go, 
Aid  dwell  forever  with  the  Lord, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  woe. 

5  A  few  short  years  of  evil  passed, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore, 
Where  death-divided  friends  at  last 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

1232*  CM.  Relief  Hymns. 

Death  vanquished.     1  Thess.  4:16,  17. 

1  WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

This  rending  earth  shall  shake — 
When  opening  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake — 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupted  rise, 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled — 
That  Death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 
And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field. 

4  Let  Faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing: 
"  O  Grave,  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  f 

1233.  CM.  Watt* 

Christ's  Resurrection  a  Pledge  of  ours.     Rom.  8:11. 

1  WHEN  from  the  dead  God  raised  his  Son, 
And  called  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 
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RESURRECTION. 

2  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ; 
Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

3  There 's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserved  against  that  day ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

4  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

1234.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Christ  the  Resurrection  and  the  Life.    John  11 :  25. 

1  WHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong ; 

His  arm  is  mine  almighty  prop : 
Be  glad,  my  heart ;  rejoice,  my  tongue  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way 
To  yonder  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 

And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tasted  here  below, 

Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

1235.  CM.  H.  K.  Whits. 

Passing  through  Death  to  Life. 

1  THROUGH  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 
Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  soldiers  of  a  heavenly  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 
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RESURRECTION. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  30M  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dusY 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  in  the  grave 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise, 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes,  too — this  little  dust — 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Until  the  final  trump  shall  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  our  long-silent  dust  shall  rise, 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise ! 

1236.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Dead  called  forth. 

1  HOW  long  shall  Death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  just? 
How  long  the  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lie  mingled  with  the  dust? 

2  Lo !  I  behold  the  scattered  shades ; 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears ; 
The  bright,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room ; 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  !n 

And,  lo !  the  graves  obey ; 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  dav. 
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RESURRECTION. 

5  O,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them,  clothed  in  white 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hai.d 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 

1237.  Vs.     (6  lines.)  J. East. 

The  Resurrection  Harvest.     1  Cor.  15  :  42-44 

1  IN  thy  furrow,  darksome  grave, 

Low,  beneath  thy  heavy  clod — 
Deep,  below  the  keel-ploughed  wave — 

Earth  or  ocean  their  abode, 
Safe,  though  long  forgotten,  lie 
Seeds  of  immortality. 

2  They  must  live,  like  precious  grain 

Starting  into  life  and  bloom ; 
They  must  rise,  for  "  He  must  reign  " — 

Jesus,  who  despoiled  the  tomb : — 
He,  the  Resurrection,  lives : 
He  the  promised  harvest  gives. 

3  See !  the  mighty  angel  stand?  ' 

Hark  !  the  resurrection  blast ! 
Lo  !  the  sickle  in  his  hands 

Reaps  the  harvest  in  at  last : 
Heaven  is  filled  with  glorious  store, 
Gathered  to  its  golden  floor. 

i  O  my  soul !  is  Jesus  thine — 
Thine  his  resurrection  power  ? 
'Tis  enough  : — thy  dust  resign, 

Till  thy  Lord's  triumphant  hour  J 
Vile  and  worthless  as  it  is, 
It  shall  share  thv  spirit's  bliss, 
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JUDGMENT. 


JUDGMENT. 
1238.  S.  M.  c.  Wesle- 

Anticipation  of  Judgment.     Rev.  20  :  11-16. 

1  AND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 

To' lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 

2  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  the  grave  must  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies. 

3  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  ? — 

With  triumph  or  regret  ? — 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing,  meet  1 

4  I  must  from  God  be  driven, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Must  come,  at  his  command,  to  heaven, 
Or  else  depart — to  hell. 

5  O  Thou,  that  wouldst  not  have 

One  wretched  sinner  die — 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery — 

6  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 
That,  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 


1239.  C.  M.  C.Wesley 

Judgment  for  every  Deed.    Matt.  12  :  86. 

1  AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 
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JUDGMENT. 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live ! 

With  what  religious  fear ! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here. 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow ; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
In  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  Behold,  thou  standest  at  the  door ; 

O,  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 
And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 
I  at  thy  bar  appear ! 

1240.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Day  of  the  Lord  will  come.     2  Pet.  3  : 1( . 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come — 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart !" 

3  O,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove. 
And  fix  my  dreadful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 

4  Jesus,  I  throw  mine  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  one  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

6  O,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 
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JUDGMENT 


1241.  C.  P.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

Apprehension  of  Judgment.    Matt.  25  :  31-46. 

1  WHEN  Thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shall  ^orne, 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  T  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But — can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought? — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace ; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  And  when  the  final  trump  shall  sound, 
Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 

To  bow  before  thy  face : 
Then  in  triumphant  strains  I  '11  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  praise  of  sovereign  grace. 


1242.  CM.  DODDRDQB 

Death  followed  by  Judgment.     Heb.  9  :  27 

1  THE  day  approaches,  O  my  soul — 

The  great  decisive  day — 
Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2  Another  day  more  awful  dawns, 

And,  lo!  the  Judge  appears: 
Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face ; 
And  silk,  ye  darkened  stars. 
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JUDGMENT. 


Yet  does  one  short,  preparing-  hour — 

One  precious  hour — remain : 
Rouse,  then,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 

Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 


S 243.  C.    M.  ADDISOJi 

A  fearful  looking  for  of  judgment     Heb.  10  :  27. 

1  WHEN,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought ; 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed, 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

4  Yet  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  has  died, 
To  make  her  pardon  sure. 

1 244.  C.  P.  M.  C.  Weslbt 

Realizing  Views  of  Eternity.     Rev.  20  :  11-15. 

1  LO !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness ! 
31*  737 


JUDGMENT. 

3  Before  me  place  in  dread  army 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear 

Eternal  bliss  t'  ensure ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above — 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


1215.  S.   M.  DODDEIDGI 

Predate  to  meet  God     Kev.  6  :  13-17. 

1  AND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 

And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  lace, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark    from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

4  Come,  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 
738 


JUDGMENT. 

I  246.  7s.  T.  Vo>:  Celanq 

Pleading  for  Acceptance. 

1  ON  that  great,  that  awful  day, 
This  vain  world  shall  pass  away, 
And  before  the  Maker  stand 
All  the  creatures  of  his  hand — 

2  Then  shall  all  the  nations  meet 
At  th'  eternal  judgment-seat, 
And,  unveiled  before  his  eye, 
All  the  works  of  man  shall  lie. 

3  O,  in  that  destroying  hour, 

Source  of  goodness,  Source  of  power, 
Show  thou,  of  thine  own  free  grace, 
Help  unto  a  helpless  race. 

4  Hear,  and  pity :  hear,  and  aid ; 
Spare  the  creatures  thou  hast  made ; 
Fold  us  with  the  sheep  that  stand 
Pure  and  safe  at  thy  right  hand. 

1247.  Peculiar  M.  Lutheh. 

Prepare  to  meet  thy  God.     Amos  4:12. 

1  GREAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 

The  end  of  things  created : 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ; 
The  trumpet  sounds;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before : 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding: 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay ; 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing ; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing: 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 
739 


JUDGMENT. 

Gre.it  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 

The  end  of  things  created : 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated : 
Before  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 


1  24:8,  L.    M.  R.OSCOMM'-*< 

The  Last  Day. 

1  THE  day  of  wrath,  that  awful  day, 
Shall  all  the- world  in  ashes  lay; 

The  last  loud  trumpet's  mighty  sound 
Shall  wake  the  nations  under  ground. 

2  The  Judge  ascends  his  awful  throne, 
He  makes  each  secret  sin  be  known ; 
Nature  and  death  shall,  with  surprise, 
Behold  the  pale  offender  rise. 

3  Thou  great  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Let  guilty  souls  now  favor  find  ; 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Friend, 
Do  not  forsake  me  in  the  end. 

4  O,  save  me  from  the  dark  abyss, 
And  raise  me  to  the  world  of  bliss ; 
Give  my  prepared  soul  a  place 
Among  the  chosen  heirs  of  grace. 


1249.  L.  M.  Walter  Scot* 

The  Last  Day. 

1  THE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! — 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ! 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? — 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Resounds  the  trump  that  wakes  the  dead? 

740 


JUDGMENT. 

3  O,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 

When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  0  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

1SI50.  S.  M.  .Beddoue. 

Scenes  of  the  Judgment.     Matt.  16  :  27 

1  BEHOLD,  the  day  is  come ; 

The  righteous  Judge  is  near  ; 
And  sinners,  trembling  at  their  doom, 
Shall  soon  their  sentence  hear. 

2  Angels,  in  bright  attire, 

Conduct  him  through  the  skies : 
Darkness  and  tempest,  smoke  and  fire, 
Attend  him  as  he  flies. 

3  How  awful  is  the  sight ! 

How  loud  the  thunders  roar ! 

The  sun  forbears  to  give  his  light, 

And  stars  are  seen  no  more. 

4  The  whole  creation  groans ; 

But  saints  arise  and  sing : 
They  are  the  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  their  God  and  Kins. 


1251.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Rippon's  Cot 

Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father.    Matt.  25 :  34. 

1  LO  !  he  cometh :  countless  trumpets 

Wake  to  life  the  slumbering  dead ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 

See  their  great,  exalted  Head : 
Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 

2  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him ; 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear: 
Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 
741 


JUDGMENT. 

3  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father; 
Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows ; 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ  :" 
Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 

1252.  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Outlh. 

Christ  corning  to  Judgment.     Rev.  1  : 7. 

1  LO !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending. 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 
Hallelujah! 
Jesus  shall  forever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  : 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 

Pierced,  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  When  the  solemn  trump  has  sounded, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away ; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 

Hear  the  summons  of  that  day — 
"Come  to  judgment! — 
Come  to  judgment!— come  away !" 

4  Now  the  Saviour,  long  expected, 

See,  in  solemn  pomp,  appear ; 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air: 
Hallelujah ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear. 

1253.  S.  M.  D wioht. 

A  coming  Judgment. 

1  I  SAW,  beyond  the  tomb, 
The  awful  Judge  appear ! 
Prepared  to  scan,  with  strict  account, 
The  blessings  wasted  here. 
742 


JUDGMENT. 

2  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 

In  hell  forever  burns ; 
And  from  that  hopeless  world  of  woo 
No  fugitive  returns. 

3  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  called  to-day ; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

4  Soon  will  the  harvest  close — 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er — 
And  soon,  your  injured,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 

1254.  lis  &  12s.  Milman. 
The  Chariot. 

1  THE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire ; 
Lo,  seif-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 

And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are  bowed. 

2  The  glory !  the  glory !  around  him  are  poured 
Mighty  hosts  of 'the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord ; 
A.nd  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear ! 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all  heard  : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnel  are  stirred  ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from  the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come  forth  1 

4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all  set, 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are  metl 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  O  mercy !  0  mercy !  look  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love  1 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are  driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heaven. 

1255.  CM.  Andebsok's  Coi* 
Rev.  20 :  11-15. 

1  SOON  will  a  day  of  clouds  and  fire 
Upon  the  earth  appear, 
When  all  the  living  and  the  dead 
Shall  stand  at  Jesus'  bar. 
743 


JUDGMENT. 

2  The  sen,  by  mighty  tempests  stirred, 

With  all  her  waves  shall  roar, 
Shall  back  return  the  dead  therein, 
And  put  her  prey  on  shore. 

3  The  trembling  mountains  far  shall  move 

And  hearts  for  fear  shall  fail, 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
In  great  distress  shall  wail. 

4  O  Lamb  of  God,  thou  King  of  saints, 

Thou  righteous  Judge,  to  thee 
I  fly  for  help ;  at  thy  right  hand 
Shall  my  asylum  be. 

5  Before  thy  feet,  once  pierced  for  sin, 

With  reverence  I  '11  adore  ; 
And  sing  thy  grace,  and  praise  thy  name, 
My  God,  for  evermore. 

1256.  L.  M.  Heber. 

The  Lord  will  come.    Matt.  26  :  64. 

1  THE  Lord  will  come ;  the  earth  shall  quake ; 
The  hills  their  ancient  seats  forsake  ; 

And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come ;  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came — 

A  quiet  Lamb  to  slaughter  led — 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come ;  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride ! 
The  Nazarene  ?     The  Crucified  ? 

fi  The  guilty  to  the  rocks  complain, 
And  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain ; 
But  faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 

744 


JUDGMENT. 


1257.  L.  M.  Wwtb. 

Christ  the  Judge.     Ps.  97. 

1  HE  reigns!  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns! 
Sing  to  his  name  in  lofty  strains; 

Let  all  the  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  in  his  praise  exalt  their  voice- 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo !  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire ; 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption 's  nigh. 

1258.  L.  M.  DAvraa 
Isai.  24 :  18-20. 

1  HOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God. 
Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod ! 

He  frowns — earth,  sea,  all  nature's  frame, 
Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 

2  Where  now,  O,  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  1 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  1 
See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down. 

3  But,  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 
Your  eyes  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene ; 
Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 

4  Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  Friend, 
To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 
Thou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

32  745 


HEAVEN. 

1259.  L.  M.  Nippon's  Col. 

T.ie  Judgment  anticipated.     Rev.  20  :  11-15. 

1  METHINKS  the  last  great  day  is  come, 

Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Awed  by  the  Judge's  high  command ; 

Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 

And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  displayed, 

Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men ; 

Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 

As  wrote  by  Heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  soul,  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward ; 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  ; 
No  pleas  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enrolled, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


HEAVEN. 

1  260.  L.   M.  DODDRTDGE. 

A  Rest  for  the  People  of  God.     Heb.  4  :  9. 

1  THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues;— 
746 


HEAVEN. 

3  No  rude  alarm  ■$  of  angry  foes ; 

No  cares,  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O  long-expected  day,  begin ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  pain  and  sm; 
With  joy  we  '11  tread  th'  appointed  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

1261.  8s  &  6s.  W.  B.  Tapea* 

The  heavenly  Home. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  : 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 

'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart,  no  longer  riven — 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

1262.  8s&6s. 

There '«  Rest  in  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  calm  delight 
To  sorrowing  mortals  given  : 
There  rapturous  scenes  enchant  the  sight, 
And  all  to  soothe  their  souls  unite ; 
Sweet  is  their  rest  in — heaven. 
747 


HEAVEN. 

2  There  glory  beams  on  till  the  plains. 

And  joy  for  hope  is  given ; 
There  music  swells  in  sweetest  strains, 
And  spotless  beauty  ever  reigns, 

And  all  is  love  in — heaven. 

3  There  is  a  stream  that  ever  flows 

To  passing  pilgrims  given ; 
There  fairest  fruit  immortal  grows ; 
The  verdant  flower  eternal  blows 

Amid  the  field  of — heaven. 

4  There  is  a  great  and  glorious  prize 

For  those  with  sin  who've  striven, 
'Tis  bright  as  star  of  evening  skies, 
And  far  above  it  glittering  lies 

A  golden  crown  in — heaven. 

1263  CM.  R.  TUKNBULL. 

Mansions  of  the  Blessed.     John  14:2. 

1  THERE  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 

And  pleasure  never  dies ; — 
My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home, 

Where  "  many  mansions"  stand, 
Prepared,  by  hands  divine,  for  all 

Who  seek  the  better  land. 

2  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 

And  blessedness  complete: 
There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown: 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life,  and  glorious  beauty  shine, 

Untroubled  and  serene. 

1264.  L.  M. 

No  need  of  tJie  Sun.     Rev.  21:23. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glorv  fraught; 
748 


HEAAEN. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise, 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  Paradise  of  God. 

1265*  C.  H.  M.  Beethoven  Col 

Rev.  21 : 4. 

1  HEAVEN  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 

Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er — 
The  blissful  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 

Where  cares  distract  no  more ; 
And  not  the  shadow  of  distress 
Dims  its  unsullied  blessedness. 

2  Heaven  is  the  place  where  Jesus  lives 

To  plead  his  dying  blood ; 
While  to  his  prayers  the  Father  gives 

An  unknown  multitude, 
Whose  harps  and  tongues,  through  endless  dayi 
Shall  joy  to  swell  his  lasting  praise. 

3  Heaven  is  the  dwelling-place  of  joy, 

The  home  of  light  and  love, 
Where  faith  and  hope  in  rapture  die ; 

And  ransomed  souls  above 
Enjoy,  before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Bliss  everlasting  and  unknown. 

1 2GG.  L.  M.  Beeiudgk. 

They  shall  walk  with  me  in  white.     Rev.  3  : 4,  5. 

1  O,  HAPPY  saints,  who  dwell  in  light, 
And  walk  with  Jesus,  clothed  in  white! 
Safe  landed  on  that  peaceful  shore 
Where  pilgrims  meet  to  part  no  more. 
^49 


HEAVEN. 

2  Released  from  sorrow,  toil,  and  strift, 
And  welcomed  to  an  endless  life, 
Their  souls  have  now  begun  to  prove 
The  height  and  depth  of  Jesus'  love. 

3  There,  gazing  on  his  beauteous  face, 
They  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And,  while  they  sing  with  rapture  sweet, 
They  bow,  adoring,  at  his  feet. 

1267.  7s.  Raffum. 

Saints  in  Heaven.     Isai.  25  :  8. 

1  HIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above ; 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  ImmanuePs  love : 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Torturing  pain,  and  heavy  woe. 

2  Oft  the  big  unbidden  tear, 

Stealing  down  the  furrowed  cheek, 
Told,  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Tales  of  woe  they  could  not  speak. 
But,  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

Past  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 
They  shall  feel  distress  no  more, 

Never,  never  weep  again. 

3  Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 
Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find ; 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows. 
Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast, 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

Sorrow  in  eternal  rest. 
"'oO 


HEAVEN. 

126S.  8s<£7s.  Kklly 

Glorious  Hope. 

1  WHEN  we  pass  through  yonder  river, 

When  we  reach  the  farther  shore, 
There 's  an  end  of  war  forever ; 

We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more: 
All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease, 
Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant : 

O,  how  sweet  the  nrospect  is! 
Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 

Let  us  not  repine  at  this : 
Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict,  past, 
All  endear  repose  at  last. 

3  When  we  gain  the  heavenly  regions, 

When  we  touch  the  heavenly  shore — 
Blessed  thought ! — no  hostile  legions 

Can  alarm  or  trouble  more : 
Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 
We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  O,  that  hope  !•  how  bright,  how  glorious ! 

'Tis  his  people's  blest  reward ; 
In  the  Saviour's  strength  victorious, 

They  at  length  behold  their  Lord: 
In  his  kingdom  they  shall  rest, 
In  his  love  be  fully  blest. 

1  269.  L.  M.  Sac.  Lyrics 

The  Song  of  Triumph.     Rev.  7  :  13-11 

1  1,0 !  round  the  throne,  at  God's  right  hand, 
The  saints,  in  countless  myriads,  stand, 

Of  every  tongue,  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame : 
From  all  their  labors  now  they  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 
751 


HEAVEN. 

3  Hunger  and  thirst  they  feel  no  more 
Nor  sin,  nor  pain,  nor  death  deplore: 
The  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 
And  sorrow  yields  to  endless  joy. 

4  They  see  their  Saviour  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace: 
Him  day  and  night  they  ceaseless  praise ; 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise : 

5  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign ; 
Thou  hast  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God. 


1^70.  *7s.  Montgomery. 

The  glorified  Saints.     Rev.  1 :  13-17. 

1  WHO  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng,  ■ 

Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song  ? — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came ; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name : 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead: 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears. 
And  fore>er  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears 
752 


HEAVEN. 

1  271.  10s  &  lis,  peculiar.         J.  Strafhan. 

The  Bliss  of  Heaven. 

1  ON  wings  of  faith,  mount  up,  my  soul,  and  rise ; 
View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies; 
Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can  tell, 
What  endless  pleasures  in  those  mansions  dwell 
There  our  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

9  No  withering  grief,  no  sad,  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  blest  country  can  admission  gain ; 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear, 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling  tear: 
There  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides: 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Its  blooming  head,  and  sovereign  virtue  bears: 
There  our  Redeemer  lives,  &e. 

4  No  rising  sun  his  needless  beams  displays, 
No  siekly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays; 
The  Godhead  here  celestial  glory  sheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads: 
There  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

5  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion  fires ! 
Jesus !  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires ! 
When  shall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive — 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to  live  ? 
For  there  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

1272.  CM.  W.rra 

The  Purity  of  Heaven. 

1  NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepared 
For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  g'  :de  us  home. 
32*  753 


HEAVEN. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace : 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
And  none  shall  gain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

V273.  C.  M.  W.ITT& 

His  servants  shall  serve  him.     Rev.  22  :  3. 

1  OUR  sins,  alas !  how  strong  they  are ! 

And,  like  a  raging  flood, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  force  us  from  our  God. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar  ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  shall  we  ever  sing,  and  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
While  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

5  Forever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue,  . 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

127  4.  L.  M.  Wa-ts. 

I  shall  he  satisfied  when  I  awake  with  thy  lilmess. 
Ps.  17  :  15. 

1  WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 

754 


HEAVEN. 

*2  This  life  's  a  dream — an  empty  show 
But  that  bright  worl<?  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere: 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there. 

3  O,  glorious  hour !  O,  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  glad  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

127  5.  CM.  Watts. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ! 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

1276.  CM.  Watts. 

The  promised  Land. 

1  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Qanaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 
755 


HEAVEN. 

2  O,  the  transporting-,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  Sight ! — 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happ*;  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me  roll, 
I  'd  fearless  launch  away. 

127  7.  CM.  Wait* 

The  heavenly  Jerusalem.     Rev.  21 : 1-4. 

1  LO !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  fled  the  rolling  skies. 

2  From  highest  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  heavenly  armies  sing — 
••  Ye  saints,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode — 
His  saints  the  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  their  faithful  God. 
756 


HEAVEN. 

5  "  Kis  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself,  shall  die." 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

1278,  C.  M.  Waits 
A  house  eternal  in  the  heavens.     2  Cor.  5  : 1-8. 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven, 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We  're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

1279.  CM.  Wato 

The  heavenly  Canaan. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  nignt. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
757 


HEAVEW. 

2  There  everlasting  spring-  abide*, 

And  never-fading  flowers : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
That  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  : 

So  to  the  Jews  fair  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  trembling,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er — 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

1280*  llS.  MUHLENBCRO. 

I  would  not  live  alway.    Job  7:16. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way ; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  followed  by  gloom  or  beclouded  with  fear. 

2  1  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin — 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway;  no — welcome  the  tomb: 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise, 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God  — 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glorv  etein;illy  reigns? 

758 


HEAVEN. 


There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  least  of  the  soul. 


1281.  L.  M.  W^rra 
A  Vision  of  Heaven.    Rev.  19:6. 

1  O  FOR  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight, 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne ! 
There  sits  our  Saviour,  crowned  with  light, 
Clothed  with  a  body  like  our  own. 

2  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  bright  glories  on  them  all. 

3  O,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  echo,  from  each  heavenly  hill, 
The  glorious  triumphs  of  their  King! 

4  When  shall  the  day,  O  Lord,  appear, 

That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above, 
And  stand  and  bow  among  them  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love  ? 

1282.  C.  M.  Bedpoio. 
The  final  Adieu. 

1  THERE  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss 

Above  the  starry  skies ; 
Oppressed  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
I  thither  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  'Tis  there  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

And  all  is  peace  within ; 
The  mind,  with  guilt  no  more  oppressed, 
Is  tranquil  and  serene. 

3  Discord  and  strife  are  banished  thence, 

Distrust  and  slavish  fear  ; 
No  more  we  hear  the  pensive  sigh. 
Or  see  the  falling  tear. 
759 


HEAVEN. 

4  Farewell  to  earth  and  earthly  things : 

In  vain  they  tempt  my  stay : 
Come,  angels,  spread  your  joyful  wings, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

5  I  long  to  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  sing  his  praises  too : 
Adieu,  companions,  dearest  friends; 
Vain  world,  once  more  adieu. 

1 283.  C.  M.  Village  Hymns 
Tour  redemption  draweth  nigh.     Luke  21 :  28. 

1  BRIGHT  glories  rush  upon  my  sight, 

And  charm  my  wondering  eyes— 
The  regions  of  immortal  light, 
The  beauties  of  the  skies. 

2  All  hail,  ye  fair,  celestial  shores, 

Ye  lands  of  endless  dny ; 
A  rich  delight  your  prospect  pours, 
And  drives  my  griefs  away. 

3  There's  a  delightful  clearness  now; 

My  clouds  of  doubt  are  gone ; 
Fled  is  my  former  darkness,  too  ; 
My  fears  are  all  withdrawn. 

4  Short  is  the  passage,  short  the  space, 

Between  my  home  and  me ; 
There,  there  behold  the  radiant  place ! 
How  near  the  mansions  be  ! 

5  Immortal  wonders !  boundless  things 

In  those  dear  worlds  appear ! 
Prepare  me,  Lord,  to  stretch  my  wings, 
And  in  those  glories  share. 

1284.  CM.  Montgomery. 

The  Holy  City.     Rev.  21 :  2. 

1  JERUSALEM!  my  glorious  home! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 
760 


HEAVEN. 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  1 

3  O,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ] 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scene* 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

<k  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe, 
Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I  've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

7  Jerusalem !  my  glorious  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

1285.  CM. 

The  heavenly  Jerusalem.     Rev.  21:2. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 

O,  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold ! 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  scene* 

My  study  long  have  been ; 
Such  radiant  light,  by  human  sight, 
Has  never  yet  oeen  seen. 
32*  761 


HEAVEN. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
What  folly  'tis  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence ! 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down,  thine  arm  of  grace, 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory 's  gone ; 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  Then  we  shall  meet,  and  no  more  part, 

And  heaven  shall  ring  with  praise, 
While  Jesus'  love,  in  every  heart, 
Shall  tune  the  song — -free  grace. 

8  When  we  've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We  've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


1286.  CM.  Stk*i* 

The  heavenly  Glory. 

1  FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 

Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair,  distant  land !— could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more ! 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  O,  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire. 
Bear  every  thought  above. 
762 


HEAVEN. 


Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 
For  thy  bright  courts  on  high ; 

Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 


1287.  CM.  cwmiw. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope.     Rom.  5  :  2. 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die ! 
My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high ; — 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
(That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 
I  travel  my  appointed  years, 

Till  my  Deliverer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O,  what  hath  Jesus  done  for  me ! — - 

Before  my  raptured  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise  ! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there ; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 

4  O,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  ftfe  or  friends  away : 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 
763 


HEAVEN. 


1288.  C.  M.  Steele. 
Eternal  Joys.     1  Cor.  2  :  9. 

1  O,  LET  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades ! 

2  There,  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Exposed  to  no  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim : 

With  one  reviving  look  of  thine 

Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  O,  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  souls  shall  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

1289.  8s.  Cowpe*. 

Longing  to  be  with  Christ. 

1  TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 
O,  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom,  absent,  I  love ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power — 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee ; 
O,  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins. 
The  bosom  on  which  T  recline — 
764 


HEAVEN. 

5  O  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured 
I  shall  see  him  whom,  absent,  I  loved, 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adored. 

1290.  C.  M.  |  Stkkl* 
The  Joys  of  Heaven. 

1  COME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 

Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue ; 

And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 

Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Soitow  and  pain,  and  every  care, 

And  discord  there  shall  cease ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere, 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul,  from  sin  forever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 
But,  clothed  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There  on  a  throne  (how  dazzling  bright !) 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines, 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs, 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angelic  choir. 

1291.  CM.  Wait* 

Desiring  to  be  with  God.     1  Cor.  13:12. 

I  FATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 
The  place  of  thine  abode ; 
I  'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 
765 


HEAVEN. 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen ; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

4  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  th'  eternal  All. 

5  The  more  thy  glories  strike  mine  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  shall  lie ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Immeasurably  high. 

I   292,  S.   M.  MONTOOMEBY. 

And  so  shall  we  ever  be  with  the  Lord.     1  Thesa.  4:17. 

1  "FOREVER,  with  the  Lord!"— 

Amen,  so  let  it  be ; 
Life  from  the  death  is  in  that  word — 
'Tis  immortality. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 
At  times  to  Faith's  foreseeing  eye 
The  golden  gates  appear ! 

4  Then,  then  I  feel  that  He, 

Remembered  or  forgot — 
The  Lord,  is  never  far  from  me, 
Though  I  perceive  him  not. 

6  All  that  I  am,  have  been, 

All  that  I  yet  may  be, 
He  sees,  as  he  hath  ever  seen, 
And  shall  forever  see. 
766 


HEAVEN. 

6  How  can  I  meet  his  eyes ! 
Mine  on  the  cross  I  cast ; 
And  own  my  life  a  Saviour's  prize — 
Mercy  from  first  to  last. 

I  293.  5s.  Baptist  Harp. 

The  Bliss  of  Heaven  beyond  our  Thoughts. 

1  WE  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blessed, 

That  country  so  bright  and  so  far ; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

2  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

3  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love ; 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear; 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above : 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

4  O  Lord,  in  this  valley  of  woe, 

Our  spirits  for  heaven  prepare ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there ! 

1  294.  C.  M.  Bernard  Bartom 

A  city  which  hath  foundations.    Heb.  11 :  10. 

1  O,  FOR  that  city,  fair  and  bright, 

Which  shall  not  pass  away, 
The  glory  of  the  Lord  its  light, 
The  Lamb  its  cloudless  day  ! 

2  Its  gates  are  pearl,  its  street  is  gold, 

Its  wall  of  jasper  stands 
On  precious  stones  of  worth  untold, 
Reared  not  by  mortal  hands. 

3  There  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 

And  none  with  anguish  groan ; 
Death  lost  in  immortality, 
And  former  things  unknown. 
767 


HEAVEN. 

4  Who  only  shall  admittance  win  ? 

The  nations  of  the  saved, 
Whom  Jesus  hath  redeemed  from  sin, 
And  in  his  blood  hath  laved. 

5  Who  shall  in  nowise  enter  there  ? 

Those  who  their  Lord  deny ; 
Who  have  not  knelt  to  him  in  prayer, 
But  trusted  to  a  lie. 

6  Shall  I -those  untold  raptures  share? 

Will  Jesus  own  my  name  ? 
Inquire,  my  heart,  with  reverent  fear, 
Can  I  an  entrance  claim  ? 

1295.  S.  M.  Mas.  Dana 

0,  sing  to  me  of  Heaven. 

1  O,  SING  to  me  of  heaven, 

When  I  am  called  to  die ; — 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high. 

2  When  cold  Mid  sluggish  drops 

Roll  off  my  marble  brow, 
Burst  forth  in  strains  of  joyfulness; 
Let  heaven  begin  below. 

3  When  the  last  moment  comes, 

O,  watch  my  dying  face, 
And  catch  the  bright  seraphic  gleam, 
Which  o'er  each  feature  plays. 

4  Then,  to  my  ravished  ears, 

Let  one  sweet  song  be  given ; 

Let  music  charm  me  last  on  earth, 

And  greet  me  first  in  heaven. 

5  Then  round  my  senseless  clay 

Assemble  those  I  love ; 
And  sing  of  heaven,  delightful  heaven ! 
My  glorious  home  above  1 

768 


1296.  DGXOLOGIES, 


1.  L.M. 


PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow : 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


2.  L.M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


3.  C.  M. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


CM. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God,  whom  we  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


S.M. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 

And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honor  done. 
33  769 


D0X0L0GIE3. 


S.M. 


YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Adore  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


7s. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God  the  Father  and  the  Word, 
God  the  Comforter,  receive 
Blessings  more  than  we  can  give. 


Ts. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love : 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


9.  H.M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 

Perpetual  honors  raise ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise : 
With  all  our  powers,    I  Thy  name  we  sing, 
Eternal  King,  |  While  faith  adores. 


10.  8s  <fe  7s.    (6  lines.) 

GLORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 
Everlasting  three  in  one : 

Thee  let  heaven  and  earth  adore, 

Now,  henceforth,  and  evermore. 
770 


DOXOLOGIES. 


11.  8s  A  Is. 

PRAISE  the  God  of  all  creation ; 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love  | 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation — 

Priest  and  King,  enthroned  above ; 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  salvation — 

Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live ; 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  one  Jehovah  give. 


12.  8s,  Is,  &  4. 

GREAT  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  three  in  one. 


J  3.  7s&6s. 

TO  thee  be  praise  forever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  j 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sing3: 
We  '11  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


14.  6s  &  4s. 

TO  God—the  Father,  Son. 
And  Spirit — thr-ee  in  one — 

All  praise  be  given : 
Crown  him,  in  every  song ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong; 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong, 

On  earth — in  heaven, 
771 


DOXOLOGIES. 


15.  L.  P.  M. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  Sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


16.  C.P.M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  brr  nfh 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  rlow. 
772 


SCRIPTURE  INDEX 


Hymn. 

GENESIS. 

i.l 35 

2,  3, 1027,  1028 

31 962 

ii.2,  8 , 847 

iii.  19 1179 

24 88 

v.  24 730 

yi.  3 365 

vii  1 349 

Tiii.  22 1091,  1094 

Xii  1—4 414 

xii.7,8 1146 

xvi.  13 7,  9,  12 

xvii.18 1064 

xviii.  25 1113 

six.  17 :..350,  356 

22 361 

xxii.  14 198 

xxiv.  56 649 

xxviii.  15 1073 

17 866 

19—22 61 

xxxi.  49 1147 

xxxii.  26 687 

xli.9 720 

xliv.34 1065 

xlvii.  9 1168 

xlviii.  15 564 


EXODUS. 

iii. 12 1037 

xiii.21 537 

xiv. 1—22 706 

xv. 11 69 

18 38 

xvii.  5,  6 , 533 

xx.  8—11 856 

xxiii.  13 676 

xxv.  22 92,  679 

xxxiii.  14 1038 


Hy  m. 


LEVITICUS. 

iii.  2,  8 

394 

x.  3 

743 

xvi.  2 

867 

21 

394 

xix.  10 

599—605 

xxv.  9—13... 

S25 

NUMBERS. 

x.  29 

xiv.  19 

21 

xxiii.  10 

19 

915 

....   1110,  1114 
.997,  1015,  1018 

1210.  1211 

28 — 30 

DEUTERONOMY, 
iii.   24 

17 

iv.  23 

531 

29—31.... 

1114 

1068 

vii.  6—8..... 

133 

9 

28—31 

403 

x.  12 

850 

xiv.  29 

xxiv.  19—21 . 
xxvi.  17,  18.. 
xxxi.6,  8 

602 

601,  608 

530.  531 

1039 

729 

29 

49,  50 

xxxiii.  25. ... 
27 

366,  1180 

1188,1189 

. . .  764,  765.  829 

83!  815 

xxxiv.  1 — 5. 

., 1279 

JOSHUA. 

i.2— 


i2n 


773 


6CRIPTURE    INDEX. 


JOSHUA,  (cont 
i.  9 

inued.) 

HjTEJl. 

1037 

529 

1  CHRONICES. 
xxi.  13 

Hyma 
741—743 

xxviii.  9 

xxix.  11 

14 

15 

1047 

10 

639 

974 

14 

28 

35.  565 

...354-1064,1146 

1162,  118? 

JUDGES. 

v.  31 

2  CHRONICLES. 
ii.6 

RUTH. 

i.16,17... 

913 

11 

vi.14— 42 

<*e.c 

1  SAMUEL. 
i  27  28 

1060—1067 
625 

41 

xv.  2 

12—15 

1011 

1047 

53C 

ii.l 

xvi.  9 

..6.  7 

2 

20 

xxxiii.  12,  13.. 

EZRA. 

ix.6 

ix.  13— 15 

ESTHER. 

757,  758 

3 

106 

7,8 

. .  49,  1105 

81...... 

25 

30 

...75,  597 

312 

1047 

421.  427 

.  427,  430,  433 

iii   18 

▼ii.  12 

.  578,  1077 
. .  509,  526 

xv.  22 

29 

28 

xvi.  7 

106 

xvii.  37... 

952 

xx.  3 

1196 

xxx. 6 

2  SAMUEL. 

vii.19 937 

22 17,974 

xil  23 178,1179,1224 

xvi. 17 197 

xxii.  31,  32 31.  554 

xxiii.5 51—53,80 


KINGS. 

iii.  5 461 

viii.  13 960 

27 11,964 

35,36 1117 

ix.3 959 

xviii.  21 360,617 


KINGS. 

iv.  26 748,  756,1223 

xx.  1 1163,1189 


JOB. 


i.  21 ..768,  786.  <^87 

ii.10 743,  768 

iii.  17—22 1181,  1206 

iv.17— 19 312 

v.6— 8 752,  757.  771 

17 754,  802 

26 1190,  1201,  r/19 

vii.  1 1179 

6 1170 

12 1-J80 

viii.  9 1162—1164 

13 412 

ix.2— Id 315 

xi.  7 U 

xui,  15 6<»7 

xiv.  1—5 1162— 11*8 

xv.  15 60 

xvi.  22 1164 

xix.  25 186,1193.  1230 

xxii.  12—14 10 

21 356.  360 

xxiii.  3 671.  726 

xxv. 4— 6 ...S12 


Hi 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 
JO**  (continued.) 

xxvi.  14 36,  37 

xxvii.  8 — 10 351 

xxix.  2 734 

11—16 602,606 

xxxi.  14 1243,  1245 

xxxiii.  19—30 795 

xxxiv.  11 1246 

21,  22 10 

xxxvi.  18 356 

xxxx-ii.  23 14 

xxxviii.  4—11 389,  962 

xJ.  4 306,  439,450 

xlii.  5,  6 423,451 


PSALMS. 

i 804,805 

ii.  1—6 970 

8 1003 

12 357,  826 

fii.  5 1125,  1129 

iv.  3—8 1135,1144 

v 1124 

Ti 794 

vi.  9 576 

vii.  9 106,311 

viii 66,  67,  82 

xi.  4 106 

xii.l 534 

6 300 

xiv.  2,  3 308,310 

xr 1294 

xvi.  2,  6 608 

5 502 

9 1229,  1235 

11 1285 

xvii.  S 543,  975,  979 

15 620,1274 

xviii.  1—3 554 

7—16 43 

31.   31 

xix 288,  289,  297,  302 

1—3 34 

5—  i 1121 

xx.  C 573 

xxii.l 150,  166 

2?  1004 

2? 1102 

xxiii   54—60 

4    802,  1191 

xxiv 178,  179,  494 

xxv.  7 781 


14 


15-22 721 

xx- 1.  2,  8,  9 106,  1241 

xxvii  1—6 981 


Hymn. 
PSALMS,  (continued.) 

xxvii.  8 — 14 457 — 556 

14 718 

xx>iii.  7,  8 83 

xxx 79^ 

xxxi.  7 771 

15 51,740—745 

16 21! 

xxxii 481 

3 — 7 4WJ 

xxxiii 18,77 

xxxiv.  1— 10 113,  557 

11—22 104'* 

xxxvi.  5 — 9 15,  50,  7ft 

xxxvii.  4 551 

5—8 «23 

17 53 

37 1201,  1210 

xxxviii.  4 450,  451 

xxxix 1165 

4—7 116a 

9—13 768,785,  llt>2 

xl.  1— 3 488 

2 577 

Xli 600.  601 

xlii 697,  700—703,  774 

xliii 774 

xlv.  2 215 

3—5 224  842 

6—17 228,997 

xlvi.  1 — 5 972 

6—11 976,1115 

10 7S.S 

xlvii.  5,  6 180 

xlviii.  1—8 974 

14 538,  968,  1185 

1.4—6 1257 

15 755.  819 

li 306,  438,  443,  450 

1—7 309,  452 

5 314 

6 1(KJ 

10—17 440,45a 

11 283 

17 2C 

18 g-j 

liii.  1—3.. SIC   31* 

liv.  4 5£t 

lv.  1—14 703 

6 4i7 

16—19 h\i 

17 IlSfi 

22 Sltf 

lvi.  11 733 

12 S3] 

lvii.1— 3 744.  777 

5—11 123   124 

7—10...... 70,484 


775 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 

PSALMS  (continued.) 


lvii.  9 

569,  570 

lviii  3 — 5... 
lx.  11 

306— S08 

1026 

hd 

536,  772 

brii.5 

559 

507,  508,  871 

4........ 

567 

5,6 

1141 

Ixv.l 

109,  120 

4 

619,803 

6—13.... 

9—11.... 

Ixvi.  1—4... 

„.  46,  1074 

1090,1094 

17—20... 

281 

lxvii 

Ixviii.  4—6. 
18 

17,63,  602 

lxix 

408 

13—20... 

32—34... 

681 

lxxi.  9—18.. 

16 

468 

5—9 

1002 

22—28... 

550 

24 

538 

25,  26.... 
Ixxiv.  20... 
lxxv.  7 

505,  514,  540,  780 

1019 

38,  40,  49 

lxxvi.  7 

lxxvii.  7 — 9. 

312,  1245 

884 

19 

47,  50 

1045 

lxxix.  9 

534 

876 

3 

1112,  884 

14 

249,  271 

17—18... 
Ixxxi.  I.... 
Ixxxiv 

10 

452,730 

109 

858—862 

839,  863 

11 

750,  970 

727,  884 

6 

873 

9—13.... 

lxxxvi.  1 . . . 

5—10 

..402,1006,  1011 

536 

108 

15 

71 

. . . 958 

3 

969,  992 

30 

14 

31,  47 

15—18... 

801 

47,48.... 

1162,  1163 

3,1177 

xc.  1—4.... 

Hyma 
PSALMS,  (continued.) 

xc.  5 1161,  1171 

9 1085,  1162 

10—12 1164,  118-i 

13 

826,  829 

1—10 

808 

xcii 

B64,  86S 

38    4] 

xciv  12—14.. 

755.  794 

16,  125    126 

7,  8 

.     35i 

1001 

1257 

2 

48 

11 

628 

..  146 

5—9 

1001 

23 

cii'.l'l— 12. V." 
13—21 

.107—110,  1101 

73 

979 

24—27 

....  4,  29,  11S3 
85 

1—7 

3 

....72.  572,  757 
793 

8—12 

7C 

13—18 

73 

19 

4C 

36.  39 

2,  24 

18 

33 

...111,  568,  569 
84 

cvi.  1,  2...... 

109 

4 

781 

cvii.  23—31.. 

cviii.  1—5 

ex.  1—6 

3-4 

1072 

Ill,  1123 

1004 

1008 

600 

cxiii.  5,  6.... 

cxv.  1 

4—8 

14,  19 

410,  468 

1020 

cxvi.  1—8 

576 

7 

717 

12 

15  

527.  528 

1201    1207 

J09 

cxviii.  22,  25. 

194 

24 

845 

9 

1046 

14 

286 

25 

654 

35,  36 

65? 

654 

49 

698 

67-60 

509.  ;5i 

116 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 


PSALMS,  (continued.) 

cxix.74..-. 698 

75 754 

81,  82. 

755 

93 

654 

92 

290 

97 

303 

105 

298 

111 ... . 

291 

133.  .. 

659 

136.   .. 

311 

153     .. 

158.... 

311 

176.... 

cxxii 

94,  966 

825,  826 

6 

648 

cxxvii . . . 

313,437,701 

4 

cxxxi 

cxxxii.  5, 

633,  635 

590,  591,  592 

84 

cxxxvn. . 

570,  784 

6 

8 

834,  837 

CXXX1X... 

18 

1127 

23,  24. 

cxli.  2... 

1136 

3,  4... 

9 

699 

cxliii.  2.. 

312 

10,  11. 

67,1175 

cxlv 

7 

8,  9... 

70 

10  11. 

116 

':::.':::...'....  lioo 

cxlviii 

19.  116—122 

115 

el 

6  .  ... 

114 

PROVERBS. 
i.24— 28 

378 

PROVERBS,  (continued.) 

iii.  6 538 

11,12 769,770 

13—18 812,  1048 

24 1137,1143 

32 1048 

vi.  6 *....  650 

23 300 

viii.17 1051,  1197 

22—36 36 

ix.  12 363,  1047 

x.  7 1207,  1210 

xi.19 1047 

24,  25 600,  651 

xiv.  32 TIPS 

xvi.  4 49 

xvii.17 198 

xviii.10 554 

24 196 

xix.17 600 

xxi.  2 106 

4 636 

xxiv.  1 1167 

11,  12 106,  608 

xxvii.  i 1163 

xxviii.  13 483 

xxix.l 385,  386 


EOCLESIASTES. 

i.  2 1166,1172 

ii.  1—11 H66 

iii.  14 49 

19,20 1180 

v.l 686,  919 

15 786 

vii.  20 310 

viii.  8 1173 

ix.  3 307 

10 362,  651.  1174 

xi.  1.2 651 

6 648 

9 391.  1242 

xii.  1 1044 

7 1193 

14 1246 


SOLOMON'S  SONGS, 

i.3 583 

7 9B3 

ii.  11 1095,  1097 

16 .'.  219 

fii.ll 228 

v.  10 215,  227 

viiL  6 235,  834 


111 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 
ISAlAil. 

L  2.3 722 

18 330 

il.  2 999 

22   636,  1162 

v. 4 375 

Ti.  1—8 945 

3 20 

5 423 

viii.  JO 300 

ix.  2,  6,  7 148,  1000 

6 204 

x.  3 '. 369 


XI. 


yy  < 

xii.  2—5 112,  773 

xxi.ll  990 

xxiv.  18—20 1258 

xxv.  1 31 

4 543,  779 

8 1187,  1267 

xxvi.  1—4 973 

3 454,  787,  1138 

4 208 

xx  vii.  5 419 

8 45 

xxviii.  16 194 

xxix.  13 105 

15 10 

19 806 

xxx. 18,  19 ...  31 

xxxii.  2 543.  544 

xxxiii.  14 391,1240 

24 1276 

xxxv.  1,  2 1037 

8—10 630,  1272 

xxxviii.  1 1163 

19 1068 

xl.  3,  4 1039 

6 1173 

11 60 

18—25 14 

28—31 643,  777,  822 

xli.  10 554,  828 

xlii.  1—3 182 

10,  11 1015 

xliii.  2 763,  828 

25 403,  408 

xliv.  3 1066 

xlv.  7  1122 

15 47 

19 721 

22 398 

xlvi.  4 798,  828 

xlviii.  10 762 

.)•>  3Y3 

jlhj.'is  ".*.'.".' .".".*."!.*."."  S3.  975 

16 809,982 

23 775 


Hyuia 
ISAIAH,  (continued.) 

1.  10 789 

li.  9 1013 

lii.  1—12 943.  971 

liii.  1 384.  731 

3 147,  150,  760 

6—9 163 

12 103.  242 

liv.  7—10 882,  977 

lv.  1,  2 97,  323,  330 

6 358,  1047 

7 373 

lvi.  5 1226 

7 95t 

lvii.  1 1203 

15.  16 SI.  492 

20  21 373 

lviii.  5—11 606 

11 537 

lix.  1 101 

lx.  1—3 980 

5 1071 

8 885 

14—20 970 

19—22 1034,  1264,  1286 

lxi.  1 145 

2 151,  325 

10 575 

lxii.6 944 

lxiii.  1 127,  238 

3 170 

7 ,83,  484 

9 182 

10 283 

16 1054 

17 880 

lxiv.4 1272 

6 1098,   1009 

lxvi.  1.  2 961,  967 


ii.  13 

727,  729 

1053 

22 

729 

vi  16 

330 

.  359 

22 

x.  23...".  .7..*. 

202 

737 

..  390 

xvi.  19 

710 

xvii.  9 

420 

207  396 

23,  24 

xxx.  11 

xxxi  3 

9.  10 

770.  771 

937 

778 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 
JEREMIAH,  (continued.) 

xxxi.33 657 

34 1007.  1014 

HOSEA. 

iv.  17.   ... 

Hymn 

303,  1047 

v.  15 

vi.  1 

758 

xxx'l.  27 

43 

725 

xxxiii.  20—25.. 
xlvi.  27,  28 ... . 
15         

1096 

546,  763 

911,  999 

ix.  12 

x.  12 

xi.  8 

367 

361 

374 

li.  15     

36 

xiii.  9 

JOEL. 

ii.  12,  13..; 
17 

28—32... 

AMOS. 

iv.  12 

724 

.  AlIENTAHONS. 
i.  12 

158,  166 

112C 

iii.  22 

23 

24 

31 

...1122,  1125 
550 

1111 

1026 

27 

754 

33 

757 

39 

40 

725,  727 

884 

1038 

944 

271,  884,  1110 

257,  272 

373,  374 

...256.1242,  1247 

v.  1— 21 

21 

E7EKIEL. 

ii.  3—7 

ix.  1— 4.... 

9,   10 

MICAH. 

ii.7 

10 

iii   8 

. 267,  276 

616,  1166 

.V<49 

iii.  17— 21 

ix.  4 

iv.  1 

vi.  6—8 .... 

vii.  7 

g 

999 

392,   850 

313 

.    . .  746 

xi.  19,  20 

xviii.  23,  32.... 

xx.  34— 44 

xxii.  14 

. . . .  369,  1245 

18,  19.... 

NAHUM. 

i   3 

70,  572 

11 32-5 

30.  31 

374,  382,  384 
731 

xxx  vi.  27 

32 

37 

269,  878 

403 

881,  884 

572 

6 

1245 

7 

710 

28,  27 

1277 

HABAKKUK. 

i.  13 

ii.  14 

20 

xxxix.  29 

DANIEL. 

20.  312 

1014,  '1028 

20 

ii.  22 

iii.  2 

17,18.... 

ZEPHANIAH. 
i.  14 

872,  875 

560,  561,  624 

44 

iii   20—25 

....  994,  1014 

....  38,  42,  49 

vii    9 

5 

vii.  9—10 

ix.  5—8 

14 

1247 

443,  724 

1248 

x   12 

683 

1007 

xii.  2 

. . .  1232,  1235 

14—17..  . 

979,  9SU 

779 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


HAGGAL 

ii.  7 

Hymn. 
..226,1010,1013 

MATTHEW,  (conti 

viii.  2 

25 

need. 
'.'447, 

Hymn 
> 
439 

405,  1026 

462,  1076 

27 

ix.2 

44 

.  447,  4S0 

ZECTTARIAH. 

24 

37,  38  . 

1202 

.     951 

x.  8 

32 

38 

1 0"  3 

n 

80 

.  510,  832 

vi.  12,  13.. 

518 

rili.  23 

913 

xi.  5 

28—30 

xii.  36 

xiii.  3 

.'.'326- 
1179, 

165    447 

xii.  10 

....379,  929,  934 

—330,  337 

195,  409 

1239    1246 

1007,  1022 

254 

16,  17 

18—22 

943 

731 

43 

1270 

MALACHI. 

45,46 

293 

i.  11 

xiv.  23 

27 

30 

xv.  25 

30,  31 

xvi. 18 

24 

26 

.'.'767 

675    691 

hi.  2 

1245,  1246 

821   1076 

6 

10 

iv.  2 

4 

211 

225,233 

447 

534 

447 

194 

. .  516,  894 
. .  363,  381 

MATTHEW, 
i.  21 

27 

xvii.  4 

xviii.  3 

11 

20 

xix.  13,  14... 

xxi.  42 

xxii.  4 

11 

1250 

.  839,  868 
..634,  745 

23 

ii.  9 

'..299,  485 

. .  159,  232 
. .  99—102 

ill.  7 

1063,  1067 

10 

386 

194 

12 

838 

338 

15 

889,  892 

46S 

16 

iv.  16 

893,  900,  906 

148 

32 

xxiii.  37 

xxiv.  40 

46 

•    xxv.  1—12  . . . 

13 

21—23 

31—46 

40 

814 

.  361,  363 

17 

5.  3—6 

4 

385 

807 

329 

1087 

637 

364 

7     10 

604 

717 

8 

806 

....  1218 

9 

590 

1241,  1251 

20   .. 

607 

44  . 

611,  613 

41 

1240 

48 

vi.  6 

9—13.   .. 

10 

14,  15.... 

691 

693—695 

744,  877 

46 

xxvi.  26—28. 

36—44 

39 

42 

64 

xxvii.  45.  51. . 

52,  53 

.'.'.'ii 
.'.'.'15 

371 

.  921—924 
2.  155.  156 
.....  1209 
.  747.  748 

1R_18... 

1120 

1256 

19,  20.... 
'25 34 

370,811 

.   .740,  819 

I  162,  164 
17C 

33 

372,  502 

54 

xxviii.  5 

6 

18 180,  217 

19 

164 

Vii.  7 

11   

344 

881 

.  173,  176 
.  160!  S8P 

13 

351,  352 

243.  100ft 

21—23... 

.   ..1272 

902,  1038 

780 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


MARK. 

i.  9 — 11 

890 

15 

385 

35.....'.'.'. 

iv.  14—20.. 

24 

447 

675,  696 

254 

801 

.37—41.... 
vi.  50 

...585,  821,1076 
821 

vii.  37. %-»*.. 
riii.  34 

36 

38 

ix.  5     . 

56 

498,  516 

839,  866 

24 

736 

41 

607 

x.  14 

28 

516 

45 

48 

177,  398 

447 

xi.  9 

25,  26 

174,  232 

613 

xv.  10,  11... 

xiii.  26,  27.. 
31 

1246,  1252 

32—35.... 

637 

22—26.... 
32—41.... 
38 

921 

.  ■ 637 

XT.  24—37.. 

xvi.  2—6... 

15—20.... 

158—164 

175,  846 

..947,  1035,  1036 

LUKE. 


i.  33 

....  148,  1007 

78 

211 

79 

148,  353 

ii.  10 ... 

292 

14 

139     144 

25 

193 

29 

1190 

32 

fii.  4—6 

148 

10o9 

9 

386 

iv.  18—21 

v.   16...    , 

145,  325' 

675 

vi.  12....    ..... 

22,  23..    .... 

27,  28 

675,  696 

516,  604 

613 

34,  35 

600 

vii.  47 

322 

riii.  12—14.... 

731 

15 

913 

18. 

731,  801 

24 

....   ....  1076 

LUKE,  (continued./ 

ix.  23,   24 51C 

25 381 

x.2 987,  998 

20 833 

23,  24 943 

42 366,  372,  511,  1176 

xi.  1 103.  685 

2 747.  1007 

2—4 693—695 

13 881 

28 801 

xii.  8 510 

22—31  819 

32 627 

33 603 

35—38 637 

xiii.  3 — 5 385 

6—9 386 

24 S51 

xiv.  22 324,  332—335 

xv.  7— 10 886,887 

11—24 428,  429 

18 431,  733 

xvi.  25 1212 

xviii.  1—8 CS2 

9 S97 

13 444,445 

16 1067 

xix.  10 159 

17 1218 

41 435,  436 

xxi.  28 1251,1283 

36 637,  638 

xxii.  19—21 921,  9-24 

42 — H 152,  loo 

61 732 

xxiii.  34 613 

42 407,442 

45 434 

xxiv.  4—6 176 

29 53? 

32 92 

34...... 175 


JOHN. 

i.  1,  3,  14.... 137.  154 

13 ...    260 

18 ....  579 

29 201,  393 

36 201,  380 

ii.  24,  25.. 106 

iii.  3 260 

8 258.259 

14,  15 -158 

16 89,  230 


781 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 
JOHN,  (continued.) 

iii.17,  18 87 

33 935 

iv.  10 195 

13,  14 328,  334 

24 106,684 

35 838 

V.  1—9 459,  460 

6 203,  381 

33 241 

37 165 

39 „ .  287,  295 

vi   20 821 

27 370 

37 342,  472 

41—51 192 

53—57 936,  940 

63 249—253,  284 

67 521 

68 524,  525 

vii.  37,  39 293,331 

46 319 

viii.  12 211 

ix.  4 1142 

x.  14 210 

16 1151 

27 899 

28 209,  831 

xi.ll 1215 

23,  24 1235 

25 1234 

xii.  21 728 

32 158 

xiii.  7 50 

15 612 

25 493 

34 593,  596 

xiv.  2,3 510,   932,  1263 

6 213.  214,  476 

7—11 399 

16 278 

17 265 

21,  23 918 

26 254,  274 

xv.  1—5...". 212,  545 

13 930 

16 133 

17 591—596 

26 251,  274,  275 

xvi.  8 263 

13 264 

xvii.  4 160 

12 .    .    .831 

24 188 

xviii.  9 838 

11 747 

Xix.  5 166,  398 

30 159—161,  167 


JOHN,  (continued.) 
xix.  34 

Hymn 
196 

xx. 1—18 

28 

. . .  173,  84fl 
136 

xxi.  15— 17 

ACTS. 

i.9— 11 

...490—403 
17 

24  .. 

0/ 

ii.23— 32 li 

38 9 

41 

<Xl 

iv.  11 1" 

12 

v.  31 

....401,  41> 
....215,  30* 

9.r> 

vii.  48   49 

95* 

viii.  8 

SKi 

12 

32 

....  891,  901 
168 

37... 

.  893 

x.  43 

409 

44 

252 

xi.  23 

629 

xiii.  38 

xiv. 17 

xvi.  9 

....322,  392 

1003 

10-J1 

30,  31 

29-) 

.     30;-! 

24 

963 

25 

78 

28 

4-: 

30 

3s: 

31 

124 

xx.  24 

127:" 

32 

126S 

xxi.  13 

xxii.  21 

xxiv.  16 

119'.: 

1039 

67H 

25 

xxvi.  22 

28 

. . .  358,  391 
.  1078,  1089 
...351,427 

ROMANS. 

i.  16 294,  339, 

19,  20 34,  3€ 

ii.  4 363,  388,  422 

5—10 1239,  1249 

12 1019 

iii.10— 18 306.  310 

19—22 312,  397,  443 

25 394 

28 397.  40: 


'82 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


Hymn. 
ROMANS,  (continued.) 

iv.  7,8 481 

V.  1 623 

2 626,  1287 

3,  4 764,  779 

5 277,666 

6— 8 158,  929 

10 549,  837 

11 628 

12—19 310,  1179 

vi.  1,  2 663,  692 

4 .-.  889,  905.  907 

£ 173,901 

9.  10 177,187,843 

12 663 

vii.  9—13 418 

15 704 

24 723 

viii.  1 802 

8 400 

7 314 

11 1233 

14 262 

16 279,  566 

18 809 

28 738,  744,  757 

32 830 

33,  34 177,  835,  836 


ix.  1— 3. 


311,  1065 
194 

943 

.  403,  405 

831 

47 


X.  15 

xi.6 

29 

33 

36 35 

xii.  3 467 

5 1150 

9—10 598 

15 606,   1148 

19—21 611—614 

xiii.  11.. ...... 1084 

xiv.  10—12 1246 

17 275 

xvi.27.... 813 


C3RINTHIANS. 

i.  8 813 

23 "..  159,  166 

30,  31 205,  214,  315 

li.2 504:  946 

9 1272,1288 

10 270 

iii.  7 1026 

11 468 

16 253,  963 


1  CORINTHIANS,  (continued.) 

iv.  5 106 

v.7 153,477 

8 920 

vi.  17 529 

20 532,  676 

vii.  23 532 

29—31 1162—1168 

ix.  24,  25   626,  6S8 

x.  16,  17 938 

31 676 

xi.  23—26 921,  923—925 

xii.  13    941 

xiii.  1 502,  563 

12 304,  778,  1291 

xv.  8 79 

10 574 

20 175 

25 1003 

26 1193 

42—44 1229,  1237,  1238 

52 1247 

53 1230 

55—57 1187 

xvi.  9 v 952 

13 642 


2  CORINTHIANS, 
i.  20 

22 

ii.  16 

iii.  5 

7,  16 

18 


. .  30,  32 
266,  279 

321 

535 

. . . .  1034 
....  664 

86,  317 
....   783 

....768 
370,  500 
...  1278 


IV.  6 

16 

17 

18 

v.  1—8 

5 279,281 

7 547 

8 1213 

14 393,  474,  517,  667 

17 451 

19 399 

21 316 

vi.  2 358   360 

10 629 

vii.  6 276 

viii.  9 141,  154 

ix.  15 607 

x.4 260 

xii.  9,  10 552,  553 

xiii.  5 489,49.3 

11 1147 

14 1160 


783 


BCRIFTURE    INDEX. 


QALATIANS. 
i.  4 

Hymn. 
395,  403 

Hvma 
PHHJPPIANS,  (continued.)     ' 

ii.  16 

iii  11... 

395 

412 

396,  399 

...   598 

477,  615 

340 

271 

10 

13,14 

7o3 

P44 

13 

20 

669 

28 

21 

iv.6 

iv.l 

639 

v.l 

3 

833 

6 

4 

.  200   S85 

7 

COLOSSIANS. 

i.  14 

16—25.. 

vi.2 

9 

250,  253 

595 

648 

.  153,  495,  668,  927 

133,  818 

.     317   394 

14 

28 

944 

ii.  9 

399 

12 

897 

14,15 

167 

EPW3SIANS. 

iii.  1,2 

218 

i.  3,4.  ... 

3 

M0 

10 

983 

4 

.    .....  519 

14 

282,  837 

10 

661 

17, 18... 

251 

12 

631 

ii.  1 

261 

314,  500 

408 

iv.  4 

623 

3 

4....... 

1  THESSAL0N1AXS. 

i.  5 

ii.  13. 

5 

80 

8 

9,  10.... 

410,  412,  574 

468 

. . .  339,  801 

18 

135 

20—22.. 

194 

iv.  9 

5! 

iii.  15 

984 

13... 

16—21.. 

91 

14 

14—17 

17 

..  173,  121 
.  1231.  I-;: 
12 

18,  19... 

230 

iv.  8—12.. 

177,  942 

199 

15,  16... 

v.  15 

30 

281 

23 

32 

591 

2  THESSALONIANS. 
i.  7,8 

T.l 

14—16.. 

20 

27 

674 

389,  640 

749 

979,  980 

1049 

27 

642 

638 

690 

948 

467 

125^ 

▼i.  1 

4 

ii.  13 

iii.l 

3'. 

. .  998,  101 1 

11—17.. 

12 

18 

19,  20... 
23 

1  TIMOTHY. 

i.ll 

834 

....513,  519,  1200 
467  , 

290 

15 

328 

17 

13 

PHTL1PPIANS. 

ii.  1.  2 

iii.  8—13 

1107 

955 

i.  6 

16 

24 1 

21 

vi.  6 

737 

29 

7 

786 

ii.  9 

262  1 

12 

642 

13 

16 

w 

784 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX 


Hymn. 
2  TIMOTHY. 

i.  9,  10 ,  .403,  1205 

12 .  546,  832 

ii.  3 641 

13 28 

iii.  16 290,  296 

iv.  7 1081 

8 1184 


Hvnm 
HEBREWS,  (continued.) 

25,  26 4!}S 


TITUS, 
i.  2.. . . 
ii.  10. 
14., 


.32 


215 

260,  405 
....  676 


HEBREWS. 


6 

10—12. 
ii.  1 


,216 
,..4 
731 


6—8 66,  67 

9 238 

10 157 

17,  18 182 

iii.  8 126 

15 354 

iv.  7 125 

9 1260—1262 

12 95 

13 12 

15 181,  189,  191 

16 98,  456,  678,  680 

v.  7 189 

12—14 731 

vi.  12 , 846 

17,  18 820 

18.  19 32,  770 

vii.  25 185 

viii.  10 657 

ix.  12— 14 183 

14 392,149 

27 1179,  1242 

28 1256 

x   1—14 149 

4 394 

19—22 88 

23 80 

27 1243 

*i.  1 414 

7,8 547 

9.  10 622,  1294 

13—16 501,  621 


xii.l 

2 

<>}4.  647 

.482 

3 

6. 

....  614,  647.  926 
7fi9 

751 

14 

18—24 

9&A 

•s°s 

8 

743 

14 

PIT 

17 

944 

JAMES. 
i.  11 


1172 

17 62,  535,  hi79 

21 93 

ii.  14—26 415 

iv.  14 1170,  1171 

v.13 683 


1  PETER. 


i.  2 

403 

6,  7 

....    754.  ''87 

8 

.      579 

13 

24 

Kv'7 

..    ...    ..1173 

ii.  6 

194 

7 

587 

24 

3^4 

25 

16? 

iii.  20,  21 

QOQ 

iv.  8 .'. 

13 

725 

"53 

18 

391 

19 

29 

v.7 

819 

2  PETER. 

i.4 , 828 

21 -85 

iii.  10 1240 


1  JOHN, 
i.  7.. 

9.. 
ii.1. 

2.. 


,226 
..31 
184 


785 


SCRIPTURE    INDEX. 


1  JOHN,  (continued.) 

"•  17 1162,  1167 

"J-  2 615 

,    3. 415 

*▼■  8 25,  26 

10 223 

11 : 596 

19 218 

▼•4 411 

10 280 


rUDE. 


24,  25 117,  813 


REVELATIONS. 

i-  5—8 221,  231,  1252 

1",  18 174,  187 

ii.5 727 

10 824 

iii.  4,  5 1052,  1206 

11 ..346 

12 1156 

20 74 

43 381 

It.  10 243 

v.  6 240,  477  I 

10—12 244—246,  646  | 

786 


REVELATIONS,  (continual.) 

12 222',  m 

12—14 241 

vi.  13— 17 l-4f> 

i6 ;.;;;  -^ 

vii.  9—13 »86 

14 '.::.':-.oo 

14 — 17 1269,  1270 

x.  5,  6 1161    1164 

xi.  12 bis 

15 ...7.1014 

xiv.  3 '-I 

4 :...v.v;;;.i«8 

6 996 

13 1201.  1207 

xv.  3 47i  582 

4 2) 

xvi.7 is 

xvii.  14 237 

xix.  6 "l°8l 

12 '.'.'.'.'.'.'.'..239 

xx.  11— 15... 1238— 1244.  1259 

xxi.  1 — i 1277 

2 '.'V284,  1285 

4 12.5 

23 1.64 

xxii.  2. ...'.'.'.'*.".'.'.'. .".'*]!."s*8 

3 1273 

1?  34S,  346 

20 100S 


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